Promises of tomorrow are the hammering nights of today
Blankly I stare into the void
Hints of dawn sleepily emerge

Wars waged before my eyes

When the darkness dissipates
I will still be without any answers

I can't save you...
I'm too late...

I wade drearily through the guilt and the shame
In a myopic acceptance that there is not atonement
Sleeplessness makes the morning so stark
So frail, so callous

Still I wait

The day star crawls to its peak
And all but sets me aflame
Onе foot in front of the other
And I dutifully wait

You aren't coming
I know that now
Still I wait - for mеaning

Meaning (that) was stolen
And abandoned

The sun never sets
Over this failure
And in that endless noon
No one can forgive me

What should I have said?
The answers never come

The answers refuse to come
Lapsing too are those promises

When the darkness dissipates
I will still be without any answers

I can't save you...
I'm too late...