In The White
Are you in or are you outThe words are stones in my mouthHush little baby don't you cryTruth comes downStrikes me in the eye
Turning season withinBrand new nails across my skinBut who am I to implyThat I was foundThat I found you in the white
To overcome thisI become one withThe quiet cold of late NovemberIf you don't seeI'll remain unseenUntil there's time to be remembered
So I had a green lightI was lost in city lightsNot so far from a tryThis is not our last goodbye
So I found youFound a way all throughThe quiet cold of inner darknessAnd now that you're hereIt becomes so clearI have waited for you always