DUNGEON
here she lies, unsure
with wider thoughts
painful and pure
in a room
a room…
beyond this room, i know
beyond the frost and snow
a sacred place can be found
where minds are sprouting ground
near the window
sliver of the sun
is coming through
coming through
idle for way too long
lost but hanging on
what more can i do?
near the window
sliver of the sun
is coming through
coming through
ah yes, there’s that place i know
all my strength has made it so
peeling back the stone
i am free from all my own
nightmares i’ve lived, i know
the dark is needed to see the glow
my mind is sprouting ground
warm, shining all around
don’t mind the dungeon door
the window is always yours
to come through
