Ask her when you're upstairs later on
With her eyes bowing down and her last light gone
You looked up to her window from the backyard dusk,
Hired as a shot, lingered as a crush.

Stake me when I'm running and I'll stay down.
See, I've only had a photograph to drag around.
Would you take another trip with a candle like her?
Strike another promise and watch it burn.

Someone drove off slow.
Another left the day before.
Time was saved,
But not a thing was changed.

- Faith

It's low and it's bright and it won't be known
Till you wake up to the sound of the light below
Did you lose her mercy on some torn-down friend?
Half of nothing wasted and split again

If one of us had shown up,
Faded, fond, and tried
Waiting for some rain,
Not a thing would change.

-Faith