The old saints have come to say goodbye Not even they can tell me why The air's growing thin The walls are closing in Making me stuck in this lullaby I don't know how this came about A loud watch is ticking it's sad sermon out And outside my room A heavy mist loom With shadows running not to be found out All the while I'm linstening for your steps I'm listening for your steps And time is my enemy The four seasons play in my curtains fold My bed is like a rock without the roll And I never saw An absence or flaw So big and so rich, it just swallows my soul I can be warm in winters fleet And I'm burning up And I'm freezing into Ostracized memories of everything