locked within castle walls

growing thicker by the second

a single tear falls in silence

through prismed eyes I see

my deliverer on the horizon

though I cannot hold him yet

he is already dreaming of me

the day he'll draw me close

only with hope is it possible

to persistently wait beyond words

something is moving in the clouds

was it your hand? or in exhaustion

do my weakened eyes betray?

slip it around me if in spirit

no longer without voice

I am singing to you now

may the song guide me home