The sun climbs slow above the wire A year burned down to ash and pyre The gentle mornings, green and deep Are graves where weeping memories sleep My hands grip cold upon the steel A future stripped of what was real The world outside, it keeps its pace But time itself forgets this place No soft air moves where wild blooms grow Just hurried breath and frozen snow My youth, a field where battles bloom Forever lost within this gloom A stolen summer The scent of dust, a bitter sting No song of birds, no joy to bring The river's murmur, once so clear Now carries distant sound of fear I watch the clouds, a shifting gray Wondering if they'll ever break away Each passing day, a heavy stone On ground that was my only home No soft air moves where wild blooms grow Just hurried breath and frozen snow My youth, a field where battles bloom Forever lost within this gloom A stolen summer They built these walls, they drew the lines And called it duty, dire signs But in my gut, a fire burns For every simple thing it spurns This life I didn't choose to find A prison built within my mind I gave my spring, my brightest days To stand against their violent ways No soft air moves where wild blooms grow Just hurried breath and frozen snow My youth, a field where battles bloom Forever lost within this gloom A stolen summer Just barren ground No turning 'round My stolen summer
