You have no right to say my name
If you think that that's all there is to me

Are you afraid?
Do you not at all care?
Are you merely flattered?
Do you even want to love me?

There is music
In these winds
The dance it begins...

I want to say you were good for nothing
But that's a lie
You were good at keeping me alive
I bottled everything up inside
You were my release
You sparked the fire,
that delivered a cascade of emotion,
from a boy who didn't speak
But that's not,
What you were good at.
You left
And now.
I have something to do again,
Fill the bottle once more