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    • Home
    • LIGHTHOUSE
      • A WORD ABOUT THE ALBUM
      • IMMANENT FRAME
      • CONTROL
      • TRANQUILIZE
      • LIGHTHOUSE (SONG)
      • FEAR
      • SLEEPING ALONE
      • INSIGNIFICANT
      • TEACH ME TO NUMBER MY DAYS
      • THAT I MIGHT GAIN A HEART OF WISDOM
    • ORPHEUS
      • FRAME NARRATOR
      • MOVEMENT
      • UNION
      • WINDOWPAIN
      • THE PURSUIT
      • THE LAST WINTER BEFORE SHE WAS SICK
      • ALREADY NOT YET
      • THE GREAT EXCHANGE
      • WHITEWASHED WALL
      • SABBATON
    • EPK

    SLEEPING ALONE

    I'm at the end,
    and we're beginning
    to welcome home
    my last goodbye.
    What no one says
    is how it'd be empty
    the final time
    I close my eyes.

    It looks like I'll go out the way I came in
    to dust and all alone I shed my skin.

    You grip my hand again
    the way you always do,
    the way that told me fears
    I'm safe when I'm with you.
    You grip my hand again
    to fend off the farewell,
    but as I fade to black
    this time it won't grip back.

    We're at the part
    where I surrender,
    and leave behind
    the love I knew.
    What no one says
    is how I'd be this empty
    when your final words
    return to you.

    It looks like I'll go out the way I came in
    to dust and alone I shed my skin.
    The pain I made you hold to watch me wither
    is all that I can give while I'm still here.

    You grip my hand again 
    the way you always do, 
    the way that told me fears 
    I'm safe when I'm with you. 
    You grip my hand again 
    to fend off the farewell, 
    but as I fade to black,
    this time it won't grip back.

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