So youve returned to lengthen my shadowTo once again shatter my windows What a child will feel When the home is hell Hands loom and fall Waiting for the pen to move With arms too wide to hold just one Too small to heal the world Go on Were it but words that called me home Relayed the dream that beckoned you beyond Every injured soul Needs a silent hand to hold Someone to break Pleading for the heart to hate Hell is an empty house haunted by a childs voice
shadowto, relayed, lengthen, beckoned, injured