• Stop me if you've heard this one,
    But my heart, in my chest, has come undone.
    It once did beat, I once was whole,
    Now absent loves, they take their tole.
    Absent loves, take such a tole.
    So what rose up to take the place,
    Of the failing heart, my saving grace?
    Heat rises, swirls, in torrential waves,
    And empty worlds, the warmth it braves.
    It reaches out, it grasps for hold,
    In the space between us, left untold.
    We weep and curse, the bell is rung.
    And absent loves go on unsung.
    The absent loves go on unsung.
    Love and loss, the prize, the cost,
    My heart broken, and pierced by frost.
    Now hollow, empty, bleak and dead.
    Your voice, it echoes,
    Clamoring inside my head.
    I can only sit, silent and still.
    Until the end, comes as it will.
    When it does, I will not mourn,
    I'll run and dance under the storm.
    I'll run and dance under the storm.