
It wasn’t a castle
But it was his castle
I wasn’t a servent
But I felt like one
Obedience worn
As decades fell
And it was those
My years of life
Screaming at me
Forever hoping
I’d be worth
More than that
X marks the spot
So much lost
Beneath my feet

It wasn’t a castle
But it was his castle
I wasn’t a servent
But I felt like one
Obedience worn
As decades fell
And it was those
My years of life
Screaming at me
Forever hoping
I’d be worth
More than that
X marks the spot
So much lost
Beneath my feet
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HASTY – In a house, not quite at home
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