There is something rot with theft Wonderful are flowers left A heaviness felt in the room A mortar wind heard down the hall A downward slope that's made for two Comes every year, I wish it to A painful ache deep in my side Empties out my eyes And now I just need some sleep To rest my tired mind From crooked thoughts within And burn them all alive It's all a dream I'm making this A portrait drawn from emptiness Wishful times behind me now A mortar wind heard down the hall What is now this gift you bring Of endless love and company A lightness now felt in the room A gentle voice heard down the hall A wish for warmth that's made from you A weight that now has left the room Wishful looks peel from my eyes Thoughts that pull the tides And now I just need some sleep To rest my tired mind From crooked thoughts within And burn them all alive It's all a dream I'm making this A portrait drawn from emptiness Wishful times behind me now A mortar wind heard down the hall A constant shift in memory A season marked with suffering How long before I wake How long before I wake up