She wouldn’t be back, and now Music struck no more notes With her heart and she spoke Without song, Lips moving but no light From within would guide her To a place that was home.
Gave up swimming upstream And slept without dreams Slept until it seemed The water that held me Would drown me.
And maybe it did.
But rescued from purgatory My head broke the surface And i gasped for the Cool morning air.
And as I inhaled The sweet taste of life Filled up my mouth Like a **** made of summer fruit. Something about January Made my heart open up And thaw whatever frost Had frozen it still. It’s pounding to the beat - I am loved, I am loved - And I make it repeat Until finally, finally I am free from defeat And