Untitled Song

Talk to me about this pain.
See if I can figure out these knots that bind you up;
These strings that wrap so tightly round your heart.

What can I do to set you free?
How can I melt away the layers of painful bondage                                                       
That squeeze the fire to embers in your soul?
This one time, I long to see you smile.

Oh how long till the sun breaks through
And melts away the waxy folds
That suck the air right out of you,
And ring a dissident chord of truth and pride?

And when will your revival come
Replacing all the fear that once was life to you
And air to you, and love to you?

When will it be? When will it be?
Come cry to me. Cry to me.

I’m always here when you need me.
I’ll always come when you call my name.
Just scream out, or whisper it in the dark.
My love will always be the same.