The cold stare of vacant eyes Windows into an abandoned mind I've been waiting for a light to turn on For your heart to find its way home You were the anchor For my drifting thoughts This was not the end I sought Apathy is not the answer You surrendered I've been waiting for a fire to light A torch to guide me through the night You were the anchor For my drifting thoughts This was not the end I sought Apathy is not the answer You surrendered Beyond contemplation Your capacity to feel, diminishing In chemical exile from the pain of being