The Ropes

Every part of my own self
Is a sign
Each part of my body
Holds the line

The ropes are hanging now
But they won't break
But tight and tiny stitches
Composing my lifeache
The ropes are hanging now
But they won't break
These ropes will break my lifeache

Just a few steps and
Victory is mine
But all I can see now
Is the glass shine

Hold my ropes
While she chokes
Please love my strokes
Through dashing hopes

Can't you hear the sound
Breaking the ceiling
Sink around
The maze is singing

The ropes are hanging now
They won't break
But tight and tiny stitches
To create my lifeache

My rope chokes and strokes my hopes