Rose Chronicles - Vicious Thorn

Like a vicious thorn
Vicious thorn

Is there something lost in me like a vicious thorn?
Is she tearing ribbons so the pain will be adorned?
Have I wrapped it all nicely in the soul trace of my eyes?
Do you even care your candle is burning out of my disguise?

Now I cradle everything
You're not coming back, you're not coming (coming back)
Now I cradle everything
In arms winds could crack, you're not coming back

Is there something lodged in me like a bitter scorn?
Has it nursed on morbid fear of love being stillborn?
Is there something lost in me, but now she's crying
And now she's breathing but you're not coming back

Now I cradle everything
You're not coming back, you're not coming (coming back)
Now I cradle everything
In arms winds could crack, you're not coming back
Now I cradle everything
You're not coming back, you're not coming (coming back)
Now I cradle everything
In arms winds could crack, you're not coming back

Is something lost in me 'cause now she's crying
And now she's breathing but you're not coming back

Now I cradle everything
You're not coming back, you're not coming (coming back)
Now I cradle everything
In arms winds could crack, you're not coming back
Now I cradle everything
And that's myself
Now I cradle everything
But you're never coming back