There is a girl I know Her heart encased behind a wall of stone Hurt in the past Looking for nothing in the present Leaving the future unknown.
When I learned these things I knew that I had become ensnared Needing to see what lay beyond, And so I took the call to break through the blockade.
Everyday I chip away chisel in hand and Each day I hear over the wall her heart beat Such a beautiful melody! A rhythm crying to be free, yet Veiled, suffocated by blocks of marble Like a diamond wrapped in granite.
Except for two hazel orbs that Grant me the ability to see, Clear as day, The garden glistening perfectly in the morning dew.