Wounded; Revised

picking up the pieces of your shattered heart 
as you try to stay alive 

is it me who feels the pain of life 
and all it's fractures of need and grief 

drifting through the haze 
of fear and disillusion 

trying to make sense 
of what it all means 

i can't see the answers anymore 

is the pain just in my head 
or has the light gone out 

forever 

try to see the way to all 
that i have lost 

i can't hear the voices anymore 

feel the absolution 
to all that has been found 

i can't feel the warmth anymore 

picking up the peices 
of your shattered dreams 

how will i breathe tomorrow 
if i can't feel the pain anymore 
 
İLMH 2002