In the silver eye of the storm
There is no air to breathe
Every constellation, is swallowed by solving emptiness
I sometimes imagine my death on the tracks
Is to keep that to myself, unfair to you?
I fear the depth of the sea and the darkness that sustains me
The night is shoreless
I cannot recall the last time I loved you the way that you deserve
I try almost every day and fall short
There is no way to arrive without regrets
I sometimes imagine myself a widower, with another wife
Am I untrue, if I don't tell you?
Jettison all the pain into darkness
When the dawn chorus begins
I have lived through no great tragedy
I can't imagine that would make me a better man
