My Melancholy Muse
Hello, can you hear me?
Are my words breaking through?
I’d like to think you’re something more
Than just a memory.
While you’ve been hiding
In heaven far away,
I’ve traveled down the darkest road
That’s paved with misery.
When I close my eyes, my troubles fade,
As my senses dull, I feel free.
Hope and peace and love
Bless the children of the sun,
But sorrow is the muse for the lost and lonely
Souls of the world.
Darkness falling,
Gentle as a kiss,
Placed upon a soul that longs for healing.
My troubles come and go,
But the sadness never leaves,
And when the sun starts sinking low
My will starts wavering.
But when I close my eyes, my troubles fade,
With my senses dulled, I am free.
Hope and peace and love
Grace the children of the sun,
But sorrow is the muse,
Sorrow is the muse
Sorrow is the muse for the lost and lonely
Souls of the world.
