Your Song

In the hollow of my soul
Echoing your name,
Reverberating off the walls
In a mind gone insane.

Drumming its own beat
And making its own sound,
The cross-roads where we'll meet
Is the place I'll be found.

It's plaintive melody
And long remorseful cry;
Building up inside me,
Breaking when I die.

No more than dust;
Your song is just a name.
Corruption took ahold,
Never can it be the same.

Again you try to build it up
Just to see it broken apart.
Echoing in my soul,
Reverberating in my heart.