I don't know how to weep.
I don't know how to holiday.
All joy at last seems cheap.
I don't know how to dance and laugh.
I don't know how to cry.
I don't know how to bear this pain,
and I fear that I'll die.
I don't know what family should mean
I don't know what joy lies
in arms of those that should love me
and in those bonds that tie.
My heart, you see, is broken now
as broken as it has been
and I do not know how to heal
the wounds that just won't mend.
I don't know how to fill the hole
or how to find the warmth
that in my distant mem'ry calls
when I still had self worth.
In those days I knew safety.
In those days I knew warmth.
In those days I knew fireplace
and tree beside the hearth.
I use to light that tree you see.
I use to light it all.
From tiny spiral deep within
to star above it all.
But somewhere along that long way
I lost something not found.
And mind, my mind, shattered at last
as though it fell to ground.
I don't know when the fear blew up
I don't know why I can't
seem to escape this curse of mine
with deepest heart-felt chant.
I found a Mawr, I found a wolf,
who turned out to be dragon.
And yet in my deep heart of hearts
my heart is rent by canyon.
I miss a fam'ly that I have,
but that I've never felt.
I miss that which I should have had
and that my fear they'd melt.
But I don't know how to advance
in face of pain I feel.
I just want my fam'ly at last
to really feel real. >.<