• Creeping through the dark
    I'm here and not afraid
    Your light is making a mark
    Nothing, for this, I could trade

    The life has been sucked out of me
    Replaced with a non-beating heart
    The times it has been stabbed are many
    You've drove my soul apart

    Throwing stones at the tree
    I wonder a little deeper
    Into the forest we flee
    Pouncing on the prey that are keeper

    Sparkles bounce off the shadows
    As the sun peers through the top
    We dance inside a meadow; our meadow
    Twirling around as we hop