As I walked along this dark side of the path,
I glanced upon the people across,
felt like I've been a victim of theft,
robbed of all that I could have lost.

My tears concealed in the dark,
my every step weighing me down.
Why can't my eyes steer me from that park,
that paradise, that knows no frowns.

The Sunken Village played in the background.
Hearing both joy and pain in unison,
Maybe I'll stay here till I'm found,
and forever looking across from this personal prison.