her eyes - lined - with crystalline tears
scanned the room - filled - with all of the years
gone before...
 - all of those books on the shelves -
the house she had gotten and kept by herself -
the gardens she'd watered,
where a boy had grown into a man.
'cross the room was the daughter,
she knew couldn't quite understand. -oh -
too deep was the pain - for her heart - to let go.

but my soul - knows - a similar pain
as i go - through - my life with the stain
on my heart...
- leaving me cold as a stone.
all of the places i've wandered alone -
finding nowhere to call home
on this curious quest.
there seems nothing  worse than this curse
that's denied me my rest. - oh
how long to remain - when there's no - where to go.