You could…
Maybe you should…
Return to sender or…
Or…
Cash in your stack of tears
Trade in your pile of fears
Transform pain into something new
Tears and broken bones renew
Sadness turned to decoration
A monument to devastation
You could…
Maybe you should…
Return to sender or…
Or…
Cash in your stack of tears
Trade in your pile of fears
In every action, a story cast
Of battles lost and days passed
No need to cry what’s cried before
Set those tears upon the floor
Haunting, sure, it’s yours at last
Your heart, your grief, your tiny Ghast
You could…
Maybe you should…
Return to sender or…
Or…
Cash in your stack of tears
Trade in your pile of fears
Gasp…
Grasp…
Ghast…
With ghosts you thought were gone
With sounds that still go on
With what you couldn’t place
With what you couldn’t face
You could…
Maybe you should…
Return to sender or…
Or…
Place down your stack of tears
Let go your pile of fears