Lucie, Too

I have gone from four to one in the past seven months

And I can't afford to lose anymore

But I will keep you company until you go to sleep

'Cause you've been everything good to me

Father, tell us all where you found her

Since the day the pattern formed in December

The math doesn't add up or match with the language of

Books that I've read or things that you said

I'll leave this with the darker night I carried you inside

And I know that it will find me in time

You were too small

I should have known not to leave you alone

The morning it told me

You take what you can get and you die with it

Father, tell us all where you found her

Since the day the pattern formed in December

Father, tell us all where you found her

Since the day the pattern formed in December