I trace the figure of a girl I knew
Allow my eyes to rest on something new
A pocket full of night
A dent marked out by time
And her mind
Having been unkind

She lives outside of sleep
Suspended between these sheets
Her body can’t contain
The attempt to re-arrange
The night from day

Which part escapes
Which part remains
See I want you to feel safe
But I don’t know how to stay
And not lose my way