Aching like a mark
Curse this beating heart
Losing all self pity and woe
Give me strength to fell any foe
Quiet like the boatman who gave you a ride
Why can't I see the great divide
This winding road they all call life
You'll never have to know its strife
Calling your name from silent screams
You torment my nights with pretty dreams
I should never have to see your resting place
Only ever your growing face
