Wait indoors Slept to waste the time until I Hear the sound Of your footsteps climbing up the Porch as it rains Trembling voices propogate these rooms I keep my eyes closed and listen to the noise
Pull the sound that lingers through the space that fills this house around. Was I alone in thinking something good?
Water stains On the pillow where I lay my head Do they say that I was sleeping When away do I Wait shadows climb window fading days As I trace the light that flickers through the room
Pull the sound that lingers through the space that fills this house around. Was I alone in thinking something good?