Ithaca - Secretspace

Born in a house
Made of broken bone
Deep in the foundations
Grow flowers between stone

This is for you and your shame
Please tell me was it fear
That kept you here
Or was it just commiseration?
Divided by our pain
We are the sum of our mistakes
Stolen days, I’ll die as a debtor
Never good enough
But you couldn’t do any better

Cold and careless
I swear I felt it once
Old but endless
I live a life unloved

I swear I felt it once