I was awake when no one else was.
I had a start, don't blame it on me.
It had begun, I've almost split in two.
Fear of the dark, we're almost into.
A dead channel blues at my most stoic.
We are the kids of witches you would burn.
And you with the soul at my most beautiful.
I was awake, I won't blame you if you weren't.
I will know the players and the pawns.
Few would know the fires and the stones.
I will know the craters and the storms.
I will know.