Knife In The Drawer

Voice 1 (Clear)

Night has descended on this corner of Eden
I'm sending this message to see if you're working
The temperature drops down at the base of the valley
No lights from the houses
I was told you'd escaped to a place past the marker
With a few rolls of film, which I hope you've been using
In the drawer I found the knife that you left
Now unused as a mark of respect
I picture you needing it still
Are you in need of it still?

I re-live the last night when you danced at the party
Your t-shirt was stained and your hair was unruly
You called out the names of all the people arriving
Laughing at first, before soon disappearing
And the look that you gave to the friends who remained
Was as a cold as a stone though they were never to blame
And your face now comes to me clear
So much underneath the veneer
I have questions from numerous names
You still run the game

I'm fine if you're asking, well, I'm greyer but settled
With a new set of friends now and a pattern is forming
I never said thank you for all the things that you offered
I'll leave it there, and you can take it or leave it

Up on the hills the fir trees are lit by the moon
Oh, darling, it started with a hunger
In the drawer I found the knife that you left
Now unused as a mark of respect
I picture you needing it still
Are you in need of it still?

Voice 2 (Indistinct)

First I was late and I don't know what I finally said to you
Ruin of cold light falling

You always knew the family names that would take a final day to cave
A little more worn away, that is how we figure time

Found a vivid lesson I could take and then I turned the tide
I don't know what I fear or formalise, I'll never know

And you, oh why?
I wanna know that it's still only that I'm aching
Oh, but I'm ok

Faced a little known world, laid something bare
Nullified all the feelings that I ever knew

Lit a final fire to stay away, I'm fine now
You don't know how really close we were