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