The Words You Hide, Pt. 3 - Sylvan

Melody, where are you gone?

If I lift my head … what will I see?

Look up, look up now … No sound but only icy wind … again, again, again …

Thoughts — here you stay … still the same, day by day

I hope those thoughts I bear will not divert your way

Then I stare at you, do you see it?

Do you see it?

Worn out … look down … weak as I am …

Worn out … can’t go on like this … no more …