With no such sun to burn
The skin I hid behind
The doors were locked and windows blocked
They were drying out our minds
With no such heart to beat
No warmth behind the glare
My legs were tied with unnerving pride
Filthy hands ruffled my hair
With so much blame to place
The detail stood ignored
I faced my trial with a vacant smile
Knew there’d be little, or no reward.
With no such time to spare
The hammer hit the spot
I felt the seal, a cold handed deal
Well remembered, but best forgot
I heard the sound of your company
In a dream which was incomplete
And though I can’t step outside my feet
I can hear you stil