Sic Vita - Return To Sender (Demo)

The evidence is clear
The symptoms have torn your voice
From birth, you poor little dear
But you've been
Incited to write to your friends
For the methods you've met
To express yourself: seldom to the end
The paper's the tongue while the pen acts your lungs
(Return to sender)
Endorsing every thought you could afford

The choice to speak was there
But the ebb of your heart has lost the will
And the wait was too long to bare
The replies were lost, no trace was shown
Return to sender; you're forever the last to know
So you stick to your letters,
but burn every verse
'Cause God knows there's hell to be paid.

You collect your thoughts
Count the worth, damn the cost
Of the ones that you lost
But don't break their hearts
'Cause yours is a vessel
That we can afford to lose