作词 : Ayla Nereo
 作曲 : Ayla Nereo
 There’s a demon inside the cage behind bars of memory
 snakes down deep like lava molten melting in each crevice
 creaking age of myself, I rise from leaden limbs
 envisioned as a heavy deadbolt, longing locking thoughts up
 remind: the key — all this is fleeting
 reweaving echoes singing singing, turning, over, over
 I miss you, I still miss you
 when you’re here in this same room
 with the lives that we spoke to
 let the name do what the feeling soothed
 I miss you, but no tale tells how I miss you
 sweet sailor, in this same room
 with the lives that we spoke to
 From the image of a trace of what’s cradled and let long ago,
 become the same as the one I knew so sweetly
 and I thank you day and deeply
 in each footprint we place in
 grace lands, superb silence, lush jungles of leaves
 it’s the only conversation worth listening to
 yet here, in this same room, back to where I’m used to speaking quickly
 something falls back on itself
 there’s a possibility
 in this silence…
 in this deep inside，running over
 I miss you, I still miss you
 when you’re here in this same room
 with the lives that we spoke to
 let the name do what the feeling soothed
 I miss you, but no tale tells how I miss you
 sweet sailor, in this same room
 with the lives that we spoke to...