Rinascere

Shut the door and let it in,
The wind that follows from behind you

Close the blinds and let them fall,
Smashing wasps that chose the sill for dying

Fall to pieces, let your worries overcome you --
No one can see the shaking that tears through you

Take a breath, let it course right through you,  
Whisper amends you cannot voice

The tension in your veins must be released,  
Something has to give, let's hope it isn't you.
Let's hope it isn't you.  

Shut the door and close the blinds,
Draw them tight;
Fall to pieces, the memoirs of your life
Take a breath and hold them up to the light

Can you breathe in the darkness?  
This tension in your veins must be released,
Something has to give, let's hope it isn't you.  
Let's hope it isn't you.  

Draw the blinds and let the light in,  
Let it flood your soul, memori'lize you,
Let it melt and renew you.

Glass fragments mend, bearing no resemblance
To the past, a scarred existence;
The memory of you is new
And you will never give.