Somewhere there's a lonely string singing

Endless melting agony no-one hears.

Somewhere there's a frozen flower dying

Weary, bent in the wind - cold and empty.

Somewhere there's a king planning nothing

Frustrated, swimming with no cause, no safety

Remember the time you felt nothing

Empty, far off pain, far off chill - silence

Remember how you lay and waited

No respects, no expectations and yet them all.

Remember wanting to start walking

Until you fall down, till finally an end?

Listen to these aches i'm trying to express

Primative at heart I know, but too tired.

Listen to the silence I compound

Awkward and uneasy, but far too scared.

Listen to my heart that beats the same

The one thing I can't get wrong inside.