Mine is the soul that shows no marks
Of human habitation;
Mine is the kingdom of regret,
The realm of desolation
Once on the corner of desire,
Life was blurred and speeding;
Now I’ve a heart that bears no marks,
But cannot rest
For bleeding
Other People's Feelings
Mine is the soul that shows no marks
Of human habitation;
Mine is the kingdom of regret,
The realm of desolation
Once on the corner of desire,
Life was blurred and speeding;
Now I’ve a heart that bears no marks,
But cannot rest
For bleeding