I had a way then losing it all on my own. I had a heart then
but the queen has been overthrown.
And I'm not sleeping now.. The dark is too hard to beat!
And I'm not keeping up,
the strength I need to push me.
I'm turning to stone piece by piece. I tell myself that i'll be strong,
and dreaming when theyre gone.
Because theyre calling, calling, calling me home,
calling, calling, calling home. I'm alone.
Noises, I play within my head,
touch my own skin
and hope they'll still be there.
And I think back to when, my brothers slept. In another place. The only time I feel safe.