Darkling

Darkling he waits, he waits, by the stairs to her house
But he won’t go in there
And drowsy, would land where there was no light
And a pale moon waning over darkling sights
The day was dim, was dim, like the sun had set
But white blankets helped him to forget
The bags and the bathrobe, the lies that were said
But he’ll never forget the black on the bed
There’s no light
There’s no light
Darkling night
There’s no light
Time to pray, to pray, to solve his sins
Absolve his fever, lord rescue him
From ancient ruin that darkling brings
Here in the woodland where the darkling could sing
There’s no light
There’s no light
Darkling night
There’s no light
Darkling he waits…