I astray from the signs
They have showed me nothing
But a faint trace in your eyes
Of belief in something
I remain in the burrows
Of the western prairie
I awake in the sorrows
Of the new age glory
It baits me
Oh the maze of the stars
They have led me to none
But the boy with the blue heart
That believed in someone
I reside in the ruins
Of the sanctuary
Where a man praised a woman
And she loved him holy
It shakes me
Is it late where you are
Does my call disturb you
In the peace of your war
In the comfort of the dark
Do you wait for the night
To wake your dreaming
Do you ache through your fight
To keep the past alive
Does it still let you down