You say you can't hear the music anymore As your shadow dances on the floor The face you hide from the world Beautiful mask for a beautiful girl You've shed your tears to grieve your loss, Molded into a box you never chose, The roles assigned – the agreed upon cost. You cry until there's nothing left, You shrink yourself to become so small That you can fit upon the shelf Made for you by someone else. You wander through life in constant yearning Forever incomplete, searching for lost memory, The meaning. Time cannot heal your broken soul, On the wall your silhouette, your shadow, dances slow The melody still echoes in your mind As you drown in the oceans of time. Emerging from the sea, nothing remembered but the song, You have been able to hear all along.