For even in this darkness something calls for me to find, and cities may all turn to ash, and stone walls fall to time. My love still lies there buried under silent ice in sleep, a grave left unattended by the word I couldn’t keep.
I stole you from another but you knew I’d leave someday, I felt the tide pull on my bones told you I couldn’t stay. I made a bet that I’d return and someday soon I will, And though I’m many years too late, I hope you’ve waited still.