Deep inside the darkest night Is drinking in the light From pinholes pricked Holy needles knicked In a canopy of white Im alone, Im alone And Im beating my soul to make it bleed a drop of hope Then Ill drink it up in a golden cup and let it grow inside And I fear that youve gone away But you must be somewhere near The fire fades so the deepest shades Slowly trickle down the wall In a room I hide will I come outside And have some kind of fall All my words, all my words They have lost all their worth Nothings good enough for anyone And the look on my face Leaves a subtle trace of the change That is to come