Chapter 1
They tore you from my head and from my heart.
They left me broken, but I clung to you.
I lost you in the years we were apart.
So long you were my star, my map, my chart.
You were the only thing I knew was true.
They tore you from my head and from my heart.
I held you close and fiercely at the start,
But slowly they took you, took all I knew.
I lost you in the years we were apart.
They ripped your memory out, part by part,
Piece at a time: your smile, your eyes so blue.
They tore you from my head and from my heart.
The way you laughed, your sketchbook filled with art,
The fights you lost, the way that we were two;
I lost you in the years we were apart.
Sometimes the dreams come barbed, sharp as a dart,
Of blood and ice and all they put me through.
They tore you from my head and from my heart;
I lost you in the years we were apart.