Buried beneath a ton of ice…my heart is trying to break free…
I feel the pressures of life all around me, and I hideThe pain I feel…locked deep insideA glimmer of hope like a far off rainin a desert, trying to cope, wondering if I’m truly…finally…insane
I hear the tapping from far aboverapping gently…distant…quite softThis glacier o’er my soul seems insurmountableShould I even try, any longer, to fight the inevitable?Yet there is that tapping…gently rapping…once moreAnd then, again, silence from the whoreKept in this limbo, held apart from allYet the chains remain fast…from a distance…my soul, my heart, still held in thrall