The Long Night

Each time that we speak now my mind just goes blank

As the ghost of some old lie surrounds me

Here in the long night so dark and so deep

Forever's a fist that keeps pounding



And the silence which follows feels more like a blast

Or a chorus of sighs when the die has been cast

And you run like a criminal in from my past

And I feel myself break from the sorrow



Still waters run silent; old wounds they run deep

And fear in the long night can find me

It drains my forgiveness and robs me of sleep

Like a key that was sent to unwind me



And I feel myself slipping like a fine grain of sand

Through the cracks in your fingers; through the hole in our plan

Back to the moment where hurting began

All the way back to The Garden