There is no hope
There is a scratch on my throat
There is a home in my prison
There is a blur in my vision
There is a boy in the bars
There is a there is a life in afar
There is a lonely sea
There is a night when it's waves are tall enough to drown me
There is a paper bag on my head
There is a hat made with lead
There is a rope
There is no hope
There is a pain in my stomach
There is a wingless butterfly taking it's plummet
There is a lock with no key
There is a mystery
There is a note missing
There is a sorrow hissing
It's something never wrote
There is no hope