First two verses and bridge (written more, but on paper!)
What wonder you clasp to,
My delicate soul?
Your hands are chapped and cold.
I worry about you,
Your pale from shaking
And flinching when you are told.
Such feelings inside,
So poisonous be
To curl you up so fierce
Such anxiety grips you, your outraged plea
Before your voice can pierce.
A bit morbid, but one of the first songs I wrote guitar music to! Recording hopefully coming soon.
Ghost of all my lover’s past,
Come greet me now, come greet me last
Show me the mistakes I made
Before my memories start to fade.
I promise I will be behaved
My forgotten feelings can’t be saved
So, come greet me like we’re old friends
And I will try to make amends.
Chorus
You— broke me down
I— didn’t make a sound
I forgive them all,
The love was cold
I forgive them all
Our stories are all told
Follow me into my head
To see the memories of my dead
People who I have no more
People who I once adored
Turn the pages of my books
They tell it all, just take a look
People who I try to forget,
Filled up with stagnant regret.
Chorus
You— broke me down
I— didn’t make a sound
I forgive them all,
The love was cold
I forgive them all
Our stories are all told
Come my spectre, take me heart
Smashed to pieces; make it start
Once again, just heal the wounds
Hauled up in my catacombs.
I will live on, I will not die
I will not run away and lie
We are over it’s all done,
There was no game, it can’t be won (It’s clear that you were not my one)
Chorus
You— broke me down
I— didn’t make a sound
I forgive them all,
The love was cold
I forgive them all
Our stories are all told
