I caught you sleeping in the middle of the night with your hand on top of my belly.
I didn't have all the answers for what went right.
A congregation of distractions, knocking at my door.
They're a company of errors, a call I leave unanswered, and turn out the lights.
As these old walls lose resilience, just an artefact that couldn't last.
I watch your love flood through the palace, couldn't help but watch you wash away the past.
