| Prison Walls Something deeper I am the keeper the keys I hold tales untold I locked the doors and tossed the keys thoughts of you I fall to my knees In my prison I do dwell as tales of you spin my hell the keys I tossed I tossed long ago the only set the ones you forgo I've tried to love tried to forget tried to move on but you never left threads spin off in a wheel of time like little live wires grasping my mind I bleed to paper years on end I bleed on keys my art I rend my prison walls do not divide what's in my heart, from what's in my mind... the things I see call to me Its in the eyes, of the keeper of keys... from my knees I fall to my hands this soul longs to rest in the warmth of this man |
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