little dark ring of scars
my reminder
where a wedding band use to be
dusty gray ring of ash
my reminder
of where that fire use to warm me

lord can it be?
that regret is calling me
down into those times?
I should have seen the coming loss
before I ever paid the cost
now I'm lost between two timelines

and everybody feels and sees
that shattered hearts don't heal or ease
we just learn new ways to breathe
and on knees you can beg and plead
but the regret just chews and feeds
and you have to learn again how to breathe

now the treasure maps all lead to empty chests
and reminders
calling me back to my home burned down
and pleasures trap me and tempts with rest
feigning life a little kinder
only stalling the attack of wedding roses turned brown

lord can it be?
the voices calling me
all lead back to time long gone?
I should have known the cost contrived
that all love has loss to be survived
now I'm torn between two lives

and now every rainbow ends
at missing gold I had to spend
to learn love isn't yours to keep at the end
love is never yours to befriend
it's just a waking dream that someone lends
and everybody knows shattered dreams never mend

the little dark ring of scars and their intent
my reminder
love isn't yours it's only lent
and love is never any kinder