No sliver of moon   The dark hurts my eyes   Dream-chimed awake, solemnized      Counting the breaths   That threaten the calm   Cos you're not here and it's too late to call      Cruel scenes of how bad I've been   Pulled low, oh how could I know?   Fogs, voices, tears      Sometimes I lie shaken awake   Blistered with crazy thoughts of you   And a hundred ways to lose   Sometimes sense is too remote   Dark stars threaten to conspire   They scare like your eyes   One of those sometimes is now      Waiting for safety   In the solace of the sun   When the fevers of love are driven home      Help me forget   The last touch of you   I can't believe I didn't say I love you      Sometimes I feel such shame   Lost words, hide my eyes   I'm not myself with you   Sometimes I feel such blame   How could I ever explain?   When one of those sometimes is now.