• When light goes down,
    the day streams down,
    searching for something
    that cannot be found.

    I'd wrest my heart,
    and let them to hold it.
    I'd give them my soul,
    but I already sold it.

    The shadow's a liquid,
    it has swum to my chest.
    It's keeping my secret,
    hampering their quest.

    I tried so hard,
    but I can't forget.
    What happened to me -
    - it was never said.

    I will not tell
    what hurts the most.
    That's why I'll sink.
    I reject the coast.