For Her Light

He said, how lonely you are

Waiting at the Sunday Park

I'll elude you I will lose you

Existing we're no soul apart

You stand, stand on a platform

Your effigy dissolves in my hands

When I feel like someone to lie on

And I feel like someone to rely on

You can't wake up, you can't wake up

You can't wake up

Illusions born of the air

Something seems precious there

I'll elude you I will lose you

As rehearsal of my despair

When I feel like someone to lie on

And I feel like someone to die on

You can't wake up, you can't wake up

You can't wake up

Oh here me

I'm what you have left here

Oh here me

I am in this necrologue of love