Outside of my window
My window frame
I see all the answers
From what remains
All the stories
They are never told
I am growin' weary
I am growin' old
Inside of my window
My windowpane
I hide all the answers
In what remains
All the stories
They are never told
I am growin' weary
I am growin' old
Oh, Father
Can't you hear me now?
I've been calling out your name for years
All the shadows
How they fill my mind
How they chase and haunt my deepest fears
They bury me
All the stories
They are never told
I am growin' weary
I am growin' old
