Take off your shoes Leave them by the door And mind your feet On the holes and the cracks in the floor Walk to me You're mine to rest On the splinters, on the broken glass And that crooked bench In the depth, In the sunken cliffs Our fallowness Lain in wait To ambush me Most of my life Take all your light Leave it by the door And slow your fire In the circle of standing stone Walk to me Erase your name In the weird depths, in the sunken cliff Our fallowness In the depths In the sunken cliff Our fallowness Lain in wait To ambush me Most of my life Why is there nothing Where there should be something? To ambush me Most of my life