I was the light

I was the quiet heart

I was the place we used to dwell. 

And when the cold would tear your life apart, 

I was the warmth that you had felt



What have I become? 

Thoughts like shadows swelling through my mind. 

What have I become? 

Something else inside...



Is driving nails into my soul

Angels from my door. 

Driving nails into my soul

Something inside....



I was the blood inside your broken heart

I was the stone that you had held



I close my eyes

Search for you

Retracing every step.