who could call my name without regretting
who could see beyond this my darkness
and for once save their own prayers

who could mirror down just a little
of their sun


how could this go so very wrong
that I must depend on darkness
would anyone follow me further down

how could this go so very far
that I need someone to say
what is wrong

not with the world but me

who could call my name without regretting

who could promise to never destroy me
tonight my head is full of wishes
and everything I drink is full of her