my heart is thin
I can't let you in
our love is over
before it begins

fractures and slices
from the pain of love's vices
dulled to the feelings
and the taste of what life is



the broken voice it
only in dreams
sings

lifted safely
on unconscious
wings

of joy and love it
can speak of these
things

the broken voice
only in dreams
sings


fearless and tearless
traits i'd hold dearest
but sorrow and doubt
are the things I have nearest

of all joy i'm bereft
this shell i have left
empty and heartless
no risk of theft



the broken voice it
only in dreams
sings

lifted safely
on unconscious
wings

of joy and love it
can speak of these
things

the broken voice
only in dreams
sings