From the melodies of music, a dreamer creates Utopia,
And from the banality of life, a wordsmith forges a heart,
In the heart of every man, is a child with a phobia,
And in the stories of every poet, is a troubled past,
In the words of every romantic, is the girl that shattered a heart,
And in the creation of every artist, is the one who stole a soul,
From the pit of singularity, a loner creates a home,
In the passion of love, my heart was turned to coal.