I saw you in my mind when I was younger
You'd stay close to me sometimes behind my shoulder
In my last defense you tried to warn me
Your presence it was a fear that lived inside me
Deep below the earth I might have found you
High above the tower I could not see
Deep below the earth I might have found you
High above the tower I could not see
I was dead and I was dying at your doorway
And between the years I might have come to know you
Deep below the earth I might have found you
High above the tower I could not see
Deep below the earth I might have found you
High above the tower I could not see
I was afraid someday you'd return
Unchanged at my door as you'd once been before
A threader of fortune or a bringer of gloom
Out of the darkness and into my room
I was afraid someday you'd return
Unchanged at my door as you'd once been before
A threader of fortune or a bringer of gloom
Out of the darkness and into my room More from Matthew and the Atlas