Pantheon

The shadow’s grown so long
And night is yet to come,
Our road so dark and vain.
And hope, it seems so frail,
Can’t mend the broken ones,
The silence come between.
I have watched your tears
As they washed upon my shores,
A wound that I can’t heal.
There’s a fever in this room,
No doors to make it through,
And the feeling seems to stay.
When the night comes to stay
And I can’t get through,
I’m calling out for you.
It’s the shades, the shades of blue
That moves between us.
I’m calling out for you.
It’s the shades, the shades of blue
That moves between us.
And hope, it seems so frail
It can’t mend the broken ones,
A fever in this room.
And I watch your tears
Fall upon my heart.
The wound has grown so deep.
When the night comes to stay,
When the night comes to stay
And I can’t get through,
I’m calling out for you.
It’s the shades, the shades of blue
That moves between us.
I’m calling out for you.
It’s the call for things we do,
They have come between us.
I’m calling out for you.
It’s the shades, the shades of blue
That moves between us,
That moves between us,
That moves between us,
That moves between us.