Swallow The Sun

Did we make it through the night, or was it just a dream of woe?
When did mother's arms turn to dust?
The fortress so unbroken,
But still your heart was strong to lead us all through.
The gentle morning mist still veiling the graves,
Breathe it in and watch the sunrise,
Time will wait for us in this early hour
Like the ghosts still lingering on the flowers.
Time won't heal,
It just buries the pain and slowly changes its form,
But a bleeding heart is an open one, alive yet so undone,
We carry these wounds until night forgives us.
Loneliness so hard to bear,
When these rooms breathe emptiness,
Still your voice is all around me here,
Singing me to the blue dream through the quiet summer rain.