Its hard to wake up
When youre not sleeping
Its hard to make it mean something
When it means nothing at all
Hear a call he made
I slept for a year until
I pulled your hair
I fell down the stairs
So glad I found you there
Time to forget
Your mistakes and regrets
Sometimes I swore
Youre in my house
Was a trap too
And I had black nights
When my hope had died
You, youre a friendly knife
So I let the werewolf out
I let the have their way
Ive looked down on you
From my mountain, I slept by your feet
And when you come out
With your strong winter moon to drown in sound
And Ill sleep nor lie
When your happy tide twist ashore on the frozen ground
Its your hollow now so many would dream about