Chairs on an island, candles in a room
he showed her all the things that made a new day new
she kept forgetting but he would help recall
there's more to life than standing when the world wants you to fall
so she needs him badly and now she thinks she's lost
without the strength he gave, the pillar and the cross
lies on an island, sleeps in a room
there's no more need for standing when the world won't let you fall
It's wilderness in here, a dune sea stretched for miles
won't you come home?
You made this too
you made this for me alone.