Knife In the Drawer

Voice 1 (Clear) Night has descended on this corner of Eden I'm sending this message to see if you're working The temperature drops down at the base of the valley No lights from the houses I was told you'd escaped to a place past the marker With a few rolls of film, which I hope you've been using In the drawer I found the knife that you left Now unused as a mark of respect I picture you needing it still Are you in need of it still? I re-live the last night when you danced at the party Your t-shirt was stained and your hair was unruly You called out the names of all the people arriving Laughing at first, before soon disappearing And the look that you gave to the friends who remained Was as a cold as a stone though they were never to blame And your face now comes to me clear So much underneath the veneer I have questions from numerous names You still run the game I'm fine if you're asking, well, I'm greyer but settled With a new set of friends now and a pattern is forming I never said thank you for all the things that you offered I'll leave it there, and you can take it or leave it Up on the hills the fir trees are lit by the moon Oh, darling, it started with a hunger In the drawer I found the knife that you left Now unused as a mark of respect I picture you needing it still Are you in need of it still? Voice 2 (Indistinct) First I was late and I don't know what I finally said to you Ruin of cold light falling You always knew the family names that would take a final day to cave A little more worn away, that is how we figure time Found a vivid lesson I could take and then I turned the tide I don't know what I fear or formalise, I'll never know And you, oh why? I wanna know that it's still only that I'm aching Oh, but I'm ok Faced a little known world, laid something bare Nullified all the feelings that I ever knew Lit a final fire to stay away, I'm fine now You don't know how really close we were