Where am I going?
I cannot see.
Oh is there someone who’s looking after me?
Where am I going?
Oh I can hardly breathe.
Am I really lost eternally?
But then he told me,
from inside my head,
you should know better than to think I’m dead.
We’ll be together,
our souls are sewn,
you’ll have me by your side, you’ll never walk alone.
Through all this sadness,
through all this grief,
we’ll find our way through this world’s claws and teeth.
We’ll find reprieves,
from wickedness and pain,
forget the scars, forget the cuts, forget the deep down stains.