All that I have left is the sound of my own breath
And then darkness falls so quiet
Here’s a feeling I’ve had many times before

Every time you leave it’s your arms that I bereave
Then the next time to leave’s yours
I watch the ghosts of your footsteps by our door

When I come back home
I sing stories to the shadows on our walls
Looming menacingly
You used to save me from my darkest mind
When you still had the time

All that I have left is the sound of my own breath
And then darkness falls so quiet
But the loneliness can have it’s own allure

I can keep the quiet and keep myself inside
Cuz my records are old friends
I have trusted in them many times before

When I sleep alone
I sing stories to the shadows on our walls
Looming menacingly
You used to save me from my darkest mind
When you still had the time