Lost in my thoughts,
In these mazes I've found, the devil and a ghost,
I've found a little girl, who was me I suppose,
Some silver linings, rough edges with the rust,
Lost but found, my dignity with dust,
I cannot say, but is that you all frost?
Eyes and heart both cold, I'll gift you some hot coals,
I hate these findings, so I'll sail on this boat,
It should take me away, away from my worst