All meaning is lost, when Traumatized By what One loves the most I could not listen anymore -- What had always Made me feel alive From then on Left me Trembling on the floor Just a sound I would break down Just a bang I would go numb
How do I brave on When my reason To be Veered from eternity To treason.
I could not, I reckoned Unless I decided; I still deserve the best, I stated.
The path to recovery Is a wretched one But find one Even a rose With too many thorns Equals a princess That soldiered on
I discovered That I was able to once more Write lyrics To the tracks That set me Back on track
That I alone Can possibly Understand
The essence of Its existence The true meaning Of one's being --
Brick by brick Building me up to the music; So not only can I listen But here I am,