Lost in a Soul

Roar of the wind, sweet talks me again
It's voice (drags me abroad)
I am no wiser reluctant, I go with the flow (rolled like a stone)
Disguised and deprived of my right to take flight
A butterfly swaddled to mold
I can't leave, I am cheap
My wings have already been sold

And I have tarnished who I am
Cradle my form in waves of this land
Rising with flux

I am forgotten
Alone and I'm rotting away (I'm lost in a soul)
I am a waste of humanly space and bone (find me a home)
Give me life, let me thrive (and grow)
(These roots made of stone)
Flourish this pain into rope
And climb from this hole

Twisting and turning, contorting my flesh on command (eager to blend)
I bend, and I break, taking on several shapes with demand (never to mend)
They say don't bite what feeds, but sever my hands if you please
All for your needs
A pawn for your shameless decor of pity

And I have tarnished who I am
Cradle my form in waves of this land
Rising with flux

I am forgotten
Alone and I'm rotting away (I'm lost in a soul)
I am a waste of humanly space and bone (find me a home)
Give me life, let me thrive (and grow)
(These roots made of stone)
Flourish this pain into rope
And climb from this hole

I am alone
All my words dull and boughten
My mouth increasingly numb

I am forgotten
Alone and I'm rotting away (I'm lost in a soul)
I am a waste of humanly space and bone (find me a home)
Give me life, let me thrive (and grow)
(These roots made of stone)
Flourish this pain into rope
And climb from this hole

This hole, find me a home
A home