Carvings On The Gallowstree

Shallow light, too weak to cast my shadow

Small hours for a small soul

This moment is not our own

Hear the words beyond control

Wandering without goal

All this I give to you

All I made, broken too soon

Some things should stay hidden

Too cruel to read, too dreadful to be written

Words for feelings forbidden

All my feelings overridden

All this I give to you

All I made, broken too soon

Morning light, casting our shadows

This path getting so narrow

Still we have to go on

To the gallows

Nothing else this love allows

All this I give to you

All I made, broken too soon