Ballad of the Golden Hour - Widowspeak

There’s a cold flint, as he walks in light

He tells the time, trailing from my eyes

And they feel even … alone in the tears

Flicking me, how I used to be

We can never, stay forever

Is it now, your best until the cold

It isn’t over, till it’s over,

The night’s clear, it’s clear as …

As the time stretches, as our bodies go

Moving feeling strange, the moment we’re alone

If we live and take, we love in …

Love between, how it used to be

We can never, stay forever

We were destined to grow cold

How you coming over, it isn’t over

The night’s clear, it’s clear as …

I am like the… so I move, behind, golden hour

I’m slowing down, I’ll slow it down

The night I’m slowing down

I’m slowing down,

And I’m slowing down

And I’m slowing down.