we are as one
but he is blind to all the things I see
the shadows that burn brighter than the light ever shines
the silence that sings louder than the music ever swells
powerless am I to make him feel the indescribable
to love what bears no notice
it is folly
it is folly
it is folly
a scream is wasted on a desert sky
the gods may hear me
but they will never understand