You’ve left me here,
these naked hands feel bitter,
I’m so alone after sunset,
And the stars don’t glisten.
The clock is stopped and so has this candle,
First promise is broken, skies are blue, but only tonight,
This coming sunrise will maybe last a day or two,
But why not tonight, how could light leave?
I was always there for you
With coming sunset, can stars accept me?
Or will they abandon? Like the night that you left me.
pull the knife of my brother from my back,
The wound is quickly replaced,
by the spot in the sky,
Where the clouds don’t block,
The heavens are white,
They always promised they would be
I sit alone