My muse left a note on the table And tracks on the floor Trails of light leading outside the door My bed where she slept feels like granite The more she's away Still I sleep 13 hours a day Do I search for and find her My heart yearns for comfort Did I love her like this before she left? Like there's hardly enough room in my chest ♪ And at night when the light falls Beyond my off-white walls I find myself learning, again We all are alone in the end