The Day You Lost Your Voice Rozz Dyliams

[Verse 1]
When I was young I used to have a special book I would use
To write a list of what I wanted, like a mansion, a muse
On a magical plot of land the black sun passes through
On a dedicated estate with gold statues of you
I remember when I used to fall asleep in the pews
And waking up and feeling violated, bleeding and bruised
The only thing that gave me comfort was to calculate your whereabouts and figure out the certain route to bring me to you
I created a secret world that only had me and you
With periwinkle painted skies and the dreamiest hues
I was put on this earth to tell you that your smile is a song
And your eyes are the lights of heaven and they're peaking on through
I had to get off and get back up on my P's and my Q's
And cross my heart and dot my eyes
I hope I die next to you
To wake up in a field holding hands starting over new
In this life, the next life and the next one too
I went out to the hills and prayed to find the set of tablets
It told me the dimensions I would need to build our palace
It showed me hemlock and belladonna to drown the sadness
And it spoke of the ambrosial hours I would spend with Alex
It spoke of noble hounds surrounding us alert with valiance
I put it together then muttered the tabernacle chalice
I hit my head and fell, it felt like I was falling endless
I found my center then soon after found my sense of balance