My lover went west, she left before the morning
Packed her bags and slipped right through the door
I must have been out cold, I did not hear her calling
But she must have known the price I paid in gold
So I took my plans and I stacked them towards the ceiling
I took my demons and tossed them down a well
And the ghosts outside didn't seem so deceiving
I could have sworn that i heard them calling out
That if i'm not older now, then what's the age you begin?
To see the world for how it truly is?
Well, are you alright?
They asked, "are you alright?"
And I said, "yes, i'll be just fine"