In the night I hear them call, Move in the dark, their shapes unfold, In these eyes I quiver, darker still In closed doors. Don’t speak like you were there, One is here, I feel its stare Rumoured still, and hidden by the sightless Who have seen
If I lay my head down, Don’t blame the light’s power, Or those who claimed it from me
This time I’m torn, please wake me if I lose that face. Search in these eyes. There’s still fire in the darkness And rooms of light
Still I dream in greens and blues, Days that break and skies that move, Memory’s eyes that quiver, Bound in spheres of milk and gla**. Don’t speak like you were there, One is here, I feel its stare Rumoured still, and hidden by the sightless Who have seen
If I lay my head down, Don’t blame the light’s power,Or those who claimed it from me
This time I’m torn, please wake me if I lose that face. Search in these eyes. There’s still fire in the darkness And rooms of light