There is something rot with theft
Wonderful are flowers left
A heaviness felt in the room
A mortar wind heard down the hall
A downward slope that's made for two
Comes every year, I wish it to
A painful ache deep in my side
Empties out my eyes
And now I just need some sleep
To rest my tired mind
From crooked thoughts within
And burn them all alive
It's all a dream I'm making this
A portrait drawn from emptiness
Wishful times behind me now
A mortar wind heard down the hall
What is now this gift you bring
Of endless love and company
A lightness now felt in the room
A gentle voice heard down the hall
A wish for warmth that's made from you
A weight that now has left the room
Wishful looks peel from my eyes
Thoughts that pull the tides
And now I just need some sleep
To rest my tired mind
From crooked thoughts within
And burn them all alive
It's all a dream I'm making this
A portrait drawn from emptiness
Wishful times behind me now
A mortar wind heard down the hall
A constant shift in memory
A season marked with suffering
How long before I wake
How long before I wake up