Lyrics: Jonah Ain
Music: Jonah Ain
He gently entered my jaundiced room
A mosaic of soft brown tones
A subtle scent of pine needles
A presence, inevitable
Whispering, to my still-shivering form
Nothing but blood and bone
"I'll always be right here with you
You'll never be alone"
A shattered clock face in his wake
Willpower, primordial
But he withdrew from my room as a tidal wave
As the cruel sun devoured him whole
Teary-eyed, I promise him I'll wait
Lonely in my jaundiced room
Forever, or until he returns
Or until this becomes my tomb
We've always been right here...