In efforts to give closure to an old ghost So you've returned to lengthen my shadow To once again shatter my windows What a child will feel When the home is hell Hands loom and fall Waiting for the pen to move With arms too wide to hold just one Too small to heal the world Go on (leaves me alone) Were it but words that called me home Relayed the dream that beckoned you beyond Every injured soul Needs a silent hand to hold Someone to break Pleading for the heart to hate Hell is an empty house haunted by a child's voice