The garden seems much smaller

The grass, not so green

Inside, the walls close ever in

And harbour silent screams

I clutch at straw crumbling to grain

And feed it to myself again 

This pain

This pain

This recurring pain

That I Inflict time & again 

I grab for the stars

And the bright morning sun

But, the closer they come

The further I run

A raindrop against a raging flood

Settling upon the cold, lifeless mud

But, I know, you're a rainbow 

In a far, distant land

And, there I must journey 

With my heart in my hands

I only hope you can wait

For the stars to align 

And, I'll find myself again

If you would give me the time.