Lyrics
Where are we? I'm alone.
I'm in the dark without you
under a lamp and feeling dead.
So alone, sat at the window.
As another day does amble on
and go by, and my heart sings
a lamentable cry to the Gwerz
of an anguine bitten mind that exhumes
memories on which I rely to stay sane—
Without you, alone.
Without you, in solace and pain.
My pulse is in a race to the thought of a time
when we will renew, and embrace,
and trace each other's faces with kisses.
Subdue this anathema, nay, this fire
on which I fear my bones burn and break.
With every turn of the screw,
by the pyre and moans that peal:
"You're going to break."
I'm panicked each day that I am in fondness,
Yet despondent without you—
alone in the dark.
So alone in the dark.