I found a window, faces the sun
And the golden ocean
Wish I could give you sun

Did you get used to it
Or are you still up with the demons all night
Did you get used to it
Or do you still feel like the world is unkind
Holding back, slipping down
Don’t go now

You found the farm house
Place to waste
And the strings I surround it
In the fields of forgiviness

Did you get used to it
Or are you still up with the demons all night
Did you get used to it
Or do you still feel like the world is unkind
Holding back, slipping down
Don’t go now

Tell me now is it still raining?
Is it overcased in grey
Even with a bit of searching
All the thread’s about to frail

Did you get used to it
Or are you still up with the demons all night
Did you get used to it
Or do you still feel like the world is unkind
Holding back, slipping down
Don’t go now