In these dark days
I carry you with me like a coat.
You protect me from rain
        look back from behind the glass.
    pull me out of the water and
into your boat.

In the hour of evening,
     the hour of mist,
I wait in the vacuum
as you sneak into my breath.
You silence all the light of the room
and I stare,
blind and hollow,
into the darkness.

You are the source
              the last remaining sunbeam
But you depart, slip away
leave me behind, leave me behind
And I am still sightless
as I wait, alone in the dark.

In the hour of evening,
     the hour of mist.

Because you long
to a flame
just out of reach.

In times of hunger I will take you along
I will carry you on my wings
and fly into the night.
- carry you with me, towards the sun
and before you can cry
I will kiss you on both cheeks
          trace your tears all the way down.
          watch you fall asleep as I hum.

In times of hunger we will travel east
-you, guiding the way so clever-
where the sun waits lower, her rays lazily expecting us
and we live in daylight forever.

That she is, that she is
your breath catches and your heart quickens its pace.

You silence and choke,
the air flows heavy and slow,
slumbering poisonous above your head.

She lies there, just over there.
Her dark hair falling down like pouring rain,
drowning the grass,
It catches the light.

But she doesn't see you,
she is not there
       was not
       will not
               look at you.

You miss her, your miss her
How she talks
                 smiles.

It's not fair.
You're simply
                         not
                                there.

As you lie heavy on my chest,
circled by the weeds and my
hands resting on your skin,
I believe I'm sinking through the matress.

And I find what I have been searching for.
I finally found
               lived
the dream
in daytime.