Melpomene

Cold had I calloused
Walls were raised to bear the weight I'd not take
Too slow were my senses
Muted musings lost their way
Disconnected
Only silence remained, holding my breath in the dark

Gasping for air with the lungs of a lark

So warm was your welcome
Humble in its embrace
Tell me, just how did you save me?
Pull me up from the grave
Though my youth did mislead, I would retreat to you
Right back to your arms with my spirit aglow
Where the pains of the past exit en masse through you

Too lost when we part with a lungs of a lark

I (far removed from myself) had denied what I'd lost
When my heart had withdrawn to the fray (in a whimsical way)
I would flee from the truth, I could bury in youth
You (you would have me), you would have me
If I'd fallen again, would you bring me back out of the dark?

With my lungs of a lark

Cold had I calloused
But these walls are coming down