Brio

A basic of heart speaks of them Until you played in the darkness there Until I claimed my disease for air Into my front lawn shed I can speak for myself When you came in the bath Like a dig so deep open You can blame yourself A grin to match it A basic of heart speaks of them A light still divided in sleep And I could decide what it sees My reflex so special then My tears for the best of it My golden year pains break Kept in silence of the shame Moments framed with the sun Of the staircase ring If I wasn't such a child I know I would be polite No threat No syndrome No show today I never looked back again A light still divided in sleep And I could decide what it sees My reflex so special then My tears for the best of it Until you played in the darkness there Until I claimed my disease for air Until you played in the dark of it Until I blamed my disease for air Into my hollow shell I can speak for myself