you don't have to hear to listen, you don't have to see to look
you can find it in the sunrise from the nightmares that you took
you will feel the pressure growing, right around the corner now
and I swear, I'm never going, we will get you out somehow
you don't have to touch to shiver, you don't have to breathe to choke
you will find me in the river, where the cold has cleared the smoke
we'll go over to the coastline, where it's open, just a crack
and there's something that you'll ask me, but I'll never answer back
you don't have to move to wander, you don't have to walk to run
there is something in those empires that will always come undone
where a tree has fallen over, down the pathway by the glade,
there's a patch of meadow clover. let its last light never fade