Texty: Ghhrfy. Other. Little Thought.

Trembling in the dark
Silence fills me as its own
Waiting for the dawn
For the mysteries to unfold
I haven't seen your face
So life is just a game of grace
Another day, another hour
Creeping through my open door

And still you thought through all the circumstances
I'd be struck down for never listening
But I still believe in second chances

What's to be afraid of in this serenity and peace?
So haunting and unsettling
Am I blind or just forgetting your sweet embrace?
One life touching another day, another hour
Is it love or is it more?