hush this mind
back into its sanctity
tears streaming down
our faces; sadness
manifesting itself in twine
there's nothing left
of home, nowhere to go
but up from here
oh, how my mood and mind darken
hush this mind
back into its sanctity
tears streaming down
our faces; sadness
manifesting itself in twine
there's nothing left
of home, nowhere to go
but up from here
