I was the light
I was the quiet heart
I was the place we used to dwell.

And when the cold would tear your life apart,
I was the warmth that you had felt


What have I become?
Thoughts like shadows swelling through my mind.
What have I become?

Something else inside...

Is driving nails into my soul

Angels from my door.
Driving nails into my soul
Something inside....


I was the blood inside your broken heart
I was the stone that you had held


I close my eyes
Search for you

Retracing every step.