On this twisted black night there is only silence but for the cold abrasive winds that scream through these chilled limbs I cannot feel
Leaving my hair tossed into a mangled craze
I no longer see the path that leads me to safety.

But then I hear your soft calls break through these prison cell walls.
I feel your warmth embrace my fears
I reach for your grasp, desperate for security
My sweet escape

Sweet poetic lullabies you sing to me
I listen as the sun rises from your lips
The last chilled breeze releases itself among this warmed summers soil
I can finally hear the birds sweet song

Oh my sweet nightingale, you’ve released me from my cell
My soul is saved and a wonderful companion I have made.

For my thoughts were the cold impassive night.
And this tangled mess I wear because
I longed to pry these thoughts out of sight.
I no longer hush my pains to the back of my mind.
Because I realize now I’m unconfined.

And it’s because of you that now I know.
But if I knew... that I’d find you
I’dev suffered long ago.