Come at dawn All the burning lights are wasted Tongue tied now You can't understand the torture In the morning of the day With the cold world brings a fear Solitude
Hope to hear all is not gone and wasted Deep and dark underground Apart from all that's aching In the seconds near a time Just a figure in my mind And a pale cloud passes by When the mourning doves' on high
I cannot feel all the feelings i might Out the gate i come undone How can i feel all these feelings at once Tempt the bottom feeding love Wade in the darkest of darkened accounts Rest and breath in all your last of days
