Death strikes at night when I’m low: my soul, hollow

Light of: long gone and unknown, undone, unwhole

Memories of your face like tidal waves

Of your non-stop pounding love

Now in a race to the grave

To embrace the one I truly loved

Don’t think I can know you. My blue, cold gloom

Has me forever consumed with doom in my room

Memories of your face like tidal waves

Of your non-stop pounding love

Now in a race to the grave

To embrace the one I truly loved

It’s hard to relate when you’re on your own

It’s hard to awake when you do it alone

Its hard to believe, when the day is long

And the one you love is forever gone

It’s hard to relate

It’s hard to believe

It’s hard to re-love

I’ll come out if you’ll come home

(Come out, come out...)