My hollow voice echoes in a chamber,
With closed doors stale words recirclate...

Verse One
Fin'lly I can speak these words...

The treasures that your soul had spent
Come reaching through the darkness alone...

Quiet breathing inhaling scent of a charged...
Creeking chains brush metal poles with a clatter...

Forever melancholy sands upon which my castle...
Salt-water tide consumes million pieces from my...

Mirror mirror staring
Through my entire soul...

Midnight, renewal of morning, guide me with...
Light bulb swinging from chain, flickering when...

Bend the hand which marks the wheel
[It turns with silent grace...

Verse One
Instead of singing on a lonesome stage...

These are my words. Are you listening?
Maybe you’re tired of hearing...

I know you are talking about me.
Your words mean nothing though...

INT. Empty hallway in the Thomas...
There are pictures of every family member on the...