I wish I could explain away my feelings to you, but they're trapped inside this maze and

every turn is a dead-end that leads to another, the sunlight fades to shroud the ground in something I can't understand and

I'm sorry I can't find my way back out, I'm sorry I can't find the center; the heart, it's surrounded by briars and the thicket grows thicker the longer we wander and

I catch a glimpse of the iron gate in the moonlight and

your sorrow follows me straight back into the labyrinth