The past is not past, it sleeps like a shadow
No matter the light, it’s there
It breathes like the moon, waxing and waning
Every word, every move
I’m not afraid to face the time
Let it follow me into the deep of the night

Living so still in stories and homes, mortar is laid to hold
Feel with your feet the, cold iron bars
Lift your head when you fall
I’m not afraid to face the time
Let it follow me into the deep of the night

Have I gone too far to swim back to shore?
Have I gone too far, too far!