Quite early that morning  Was awake long before that beep sound (beep)  Outside my window there was a fire or could it just be the sunrise I  never had known  I met them that morning, I had nothing to hide  But the death of my Brother and the past of my life  Was ready to fail, I was ready to die  But all that I got was a tear in my eye, tell me  How would you consume me my father  Would I reach in despair, see the hate in her face  Then be ripped into pieces and fed to her man  Was paralysed, scared of my inner world  Rebuilding my hope, then seeking a way to get through  I stumbled back home, so sure, but I did not understand  Had a picture of her and her father, she was holding his hand  In my kitchen the butcher, in the bedroom a child  I wasn't aware that the judgement was mine  She lay a hand on my forehead and told me to sleep  She just might have seen a child within me  Kind of  Paralysed, scared of my inner worlds  Rebuilding my hope, then seeking a way to get through  Why do I wish to forget all these things  that still, long after lives on in my dreams  I was  Paralysed scared of my inner worlds  Rebuilding my hope, then seeking a way to get through  to you...