you have seen your darkest rooms, i have slept in makeshift tombs

you'll never get away from the sound of a woman that loves you

they carved a message deep within our broken hearts that failed to mend

see the children run as the sun goes down, among the fields of gold

I would be your only dream, your shining autumn, ocean crashing

and all the gold dust in her eyes won't reform into rain

we fail to keep in touch these days