Shadow before me tell me what you see...
Can this truly be? is this what's become of me?
This desert wanderer tired and thirsty,
Whose only drink of water was given away for free.

What I try to reveal to light is now hindered
By the shifting of stars and the coming of winter.
Forever lost in the wake of the sun's glare,
Exposing to me, my love and all my worldly care.
Now how the wind will burn me with its frost,
Reminding me that death is worse to bear than loss.

Broken heart of mine heed my call,
What I've found is your not broken at all,
Bruised and battered a bit, maybe-
But beaten and shattered you'll never be.
Heart of mine please be strong
And keep me well when love goes wrong.
Bleed this blood as I type these words,
Words in the vein of a song-less bird
Without a voice so seldom heard.

Avail oneself, of no avail.
Cast it down like the summer-storm hail,
Eat the dust that floats in the wind.
Breathe in the earth, breathe in, breathe in.