Broken toys

Coldest corner of the class room,
but he loves the calm
Breaking toys his chosen allies
keep him warm - it's so cold

It's washed him dry, no tears left to cry

Soft hold me in your arms
toys have broken and I am one
Soundless the sweetest voice,
please caress me drench me clean, please

Boys don't reason a reaction
but watch him still the unknown
silence golden keeps him safely
and keeps the stones unthrown

This subtle fear keeps comfort near

Soft hold me in your arms
toys have broken and I am one
Soundless the sweetest voice,
please caress me drench me clean, please

Cold cut his heart out he needs some human
heat now but still he screams
I won't tell a soul
No I, I won't tell a soul

Soft hold me in your arms
toys have broken and I am one
Soundless the sweetest voice,
please caress me drench me clean,
Soft hold me in your arms, touch me please,
drench me clean.

Please.