Too well I remember (Or well it remembers me) One hollow night With fateful fidelity Defined there forever When you touched me like broken glass The light never left me I raised my sacrifice I made my offering And I am the measure of all things Has memory made a filter to life? A dam to all other experience? You are the last light; You hold the glory; You throw the levels of life before me; You know my colours; You span the best of me; But you could never understand a human heart