My words whisper in a form unknown
Not a spec of light is seen or shown
A forest fire has begun and over grown
Play God and cut me out of stone
Sculture me into what I should be
Chisel me to dust for I am your debris
Carve out the heart you want to break so desperately
Shatter me like a Stone for your tragic story
Sticks and stones can build our home
Or be used to break our bones
We can leave our shadows alone
Give them space for them to grow
A feeling I thought I left behind
Like a hurricane ripping through my mind
It's sad to be cruel but true to be kind
I hope you forgive me in time
Sticks and stones can build our home
Or be used to break our bones
We can leave our shadows alone
Give them space for them to grow
Burn it down now burn it to the ground
No words now don't make a sound
Our home now a compound
Our love now never to be found
Burn it down now burn it to the ground
No words now don't make a sound
Our home now a compound
Our love now never to be found