The Sorrowers Song by Courtney Hughes

The house creaking
Her unchained melody.
The leaky pipes, swept
Clean of decay.

She sits alone, quiet
Stalking the restless thoughts of destruction.
She wonders, how did I get here.
One last time she whispers,

The words flow off her
Frail lips.
The sound of that creaking house
And the unchained melody.