IIa. I Sing

it’s a story that i’ve told
a story i’ve been sold again
you don’t really love me
you don’t really hear my voice
tho i sing, i sing, i sing to you
it’s a fear that i have
a fear that i’ve held too long
you don’t really see me
you don’t really watch over me
tho i sing, i sing, i sing to you
i’ll march round the fortress
i’ve built up inside
i’ll blow my silver trumpet
till my walls fall down and die
and i’ll empty all my barrels
i’ll let the bullets fly
i’m hoping there’ll be blood
i’m hoping that i’ll cry
i wanna feel again
i wanna feel you again
i wanna break through the hardness
that’s grown up again