I heard it.
The pain in your refrain.
The joy in your verses.
The defeat in your chords,
The melody in the noises.
I heard it.
That certain moment,
When you finally let go.
The broken choruses,
freest in the echoes.
I heard it.
The words you haven't told me.
The music you haven't sung.
The breeze that is your sea,
And the waves that you say I am.

But if I am what you say,
Then why do you close your eyes
While letting me go away?
Don't let go--
Help me hold on to you.
Don't let go--
Hold me.
Embrace me.
Absorb me.

I have known what you feel now--
And I have built walls around my heart.
But stand up,
stop singing.
Stand up,
start walking.
Stand up,
and close the distance.
Hold my hand,
And let me understand.

Tell me now, and cast away the shadows.
Let me be that place you will always call home.