what of me what is it you see it hurts so bad to ask but it hurts worse when you leave i ve drunk my fill i m scared of sitting still of hiding in the tower i ve so intimately built where did i go i m lost in the shadow of this throne where did i go i m lost in the pile of these bones how far i ve run and all the tales i ve spun lying to the boy who s never held his father s gun in the mornings i wake at the bottom of a lake which i ve barely learned to float in but i ve never ceased to hate where did i go i m lost in the shadow of this throne where did i go i m lost in the pile of these bones i m frightened to the bone and my god i feel alone but deeper than the burning is a life i ve never known so here i am to stand with a line drawn in the sand i ve run away till now but i ll never run again where did i go i m lost in the shadow of this throne where did i go i m lost in the pile of these bones