No sliver of moonnThe dark hurts my eyesnDream-chimed awake, solemnizednnCounting the breathsnThat threaten the calmnCos you're not here and it's too late to callnnCruel scenes of how bad I've beennPulled low, oh how could I know?nFogs, voices, tearsnnSometimes I lie shaken awakenBlistered with crazy thoughts of younAnd a hundred ways to losenSometimes sense is too remotenDark stars threaten to conspirenThey scare like your eyesnOne of those sometimes is nownnWaiting for safetynIn the solace of the sunnWhen the fevers of love are driven homennHelp me forgetnThe last touch of younI can't believe I didn't say I love younnSometimes I feel such shamenLost words, hide my eyesnI'm not myself with younSometimes I feel such blamenHow could I ever explain?nWhen one of those sometimes is now.