You have become immune to care
Witness to the wounds of yesterday
You have caged your heart
Letting no one in to clean the wounds
Sing praises of your beauty I do
You have become deaf to honesty
Touching you to the depth of your soul
Yet you feel nothing, you feel something but you will not admit even to yourself
The innocent paying the price of your past transgressors
How do I redeem myself on their behalf?
When will the mortgage be paid up I intend to settle it without delay