Gone Sunken eyes withered and tired
On the outside same as before
Red eyes consoled there's a map of the shore
Everything but you was facing north

Why don't you come around
The king wears a severed crown
Your horizon
The timing it wasn't right
I'm such a sorry sight
What goes around comes around

Ten miles of forest on each side
Shadows in patterns that tricks the light
You're facing north, but opposite me
It's a sight no one gets to see
We could cover up right, wait for the rain
Wait for it all to come back again
But you're making me nervous, making me nervous
So come and lie down in the silence

Why don't you come around
The king wears a severed crown
Your horizon
The timing it wasn't right
I'm such a sorry sight
On the ground, I was watching your light