Amble in circle, looking for a peace of mind How do I gather the bits I failed? But in my lonely night, it's only the stars that I have Sinking in the hollow, fading in the shadow Never enough the dusk to sing for myself
The misery of love, the fantasy of pain Does it make a difference to be wanted? Too numb to think, too wake to dream Can't wish through my head Give me a remedy to feel the melody But I'm not a grief that flutter Measure to call me brittle Memories is the legacy I have....
" Finding meaning in the mess and music in the silence "