The old saints have come to say goodbye
Not even they can tell me why
The air's growing thin
The walls are closing in
Making me stuck in this lullaby
I don't know how this came about
A loud watch is ticking it's sad sermon out
And outside my room
A heavy mist loom
With shadows running not to be found out
All the while I'm linstening for your steps
I'm listening for your steps
And time is my enemy
The four seasons play in my curtains fold
My bed is like a rock without the roll
And I never saw
An absence or flaw
So big and so rich, it just swallows my soul
I can be warm in winters fleet
And I'm burning up
And I'm freezing into
Ostracized memories of everything
