Which is to Say, Everything - Many Rooms

That no life lives forever

That dead men rise up never

That even the weariest river

Winds somewhere safe to sea;

I can see you when I’m sleeping

Like a reoccurring dream

If only you woke up with me

If only you could speak;

But when my dark is darkest

And death sounds somewhat sweet

There the voice is loudest

And it pulls me out of sleep

When I find you in the flowers

Calling on the spring

I will rest my head beside your feet

And wait for morning