There's a memory
That floats and wanders
Here and there
Just about everywhere

Where did we go wrong?
What happened to our love song?
Why so desperate and dead?
Why so buried and done with?

It's an angry thought
To be locked in this glass box.
Where I can see outside.
Yet I'm trapped in my mind.

You were the one to let me out
Sing me a song and surpress the doubt
You were the one to comfort me
In my weakest of being.

It's a sad day.
To watch the clouds shy to grey.
It's a sad way
To try and ease pain that will never go away.

Nighmares have yet to fade.
And dreams seem to always cave.
Can't seem to hold my head up
Everyone knows I'm locked in glass.

Trying every which way to get out.
Out of my mind.
Out of the hole.
Out of the depth
Of what kills me inside.

Out of my mind.
Out of this hole.
Out of the death.
That drives me insane inside.

In a glass box
that shatters
Only to prick the skin
Watch a very sad end.