Player

We used to call your name

And now you're lost, insane, again

You hold your own head down

Why can't you let yourself be found?

Be found

You count the march of days

You are the archer and the prey

You walk the woods of shame

But you get to take your aim

Curse all the light you see

Shots from the edge of some vast grief

I tried to find you there

I reach for your hand, I touch the air

The air

We let the age down, way down

I have to leave you

Within my breath steal my vow

Don't let me down, oh

Nights here alone, let's wait