I know that...
Deep inside those eyes so hollow,
lies a poor soul deep in sorrow.
Hiding from that feared tomorrow,
hoping for some time to borrow.

I know you...
Built these walls for selfless reasons,
and hid your heart in fear of treason.
You built your walls, you built a prison;
you built a shield against the seasons.

I know they...
Broke your heart and brought you down,
and for your soul they sent the hounds.
For years and years they stlaked around,
feeding to your endless frown.

I know I...
Gained your trust and passed your walls,
I found my way through endless halls.
I heard your whispers and your calls,
I saw the light grow ever small.

I know that...
there can be a bright tomorrow;
with no more pain, no more sorrow.

I know you...
can free yourself from this prison,
and find in life many reasons.

I know they...
will never again make your frown,
as long as I stand around.

I know I...
can help bring down those hollow walls,
and guide you through those endless halls.

And I know we...
can find a way to move together,
till the end and till forever.