skella

So she caught everyone with her heart like it was her duty
And walked the wrong wrong way down her one way plan
She was surrounded by forests, rivers and beauty
Until that glacier froze over the land
And so she blamed herself, hated her wealth
She was born at too young of an age
And every night her dreams were touched by witches' fingers
Until her heart was caged
With every morning spent not caring if she cares or not
Sleeping in the melt and mud, waiting for the earth to rot
Burying herself alive, she scrapes the hole that it left open
Empty as her very heart, that mountain was all broken

All broken, that mountain was all broken