The Lighthouse And The Whaler Follow

White Days:

Ink and pen were under her hand
The color leaked to the papers edge
Compose words what you meant to say
Her words get stuck as her pen it sways

Don't reply, you have come to the end
Like the foxes were sly
I will never unfold, no never unfold
Hold your head high above what you meant
Dont pretend to repent
I will never unfold no never unfold again

Even when all her thoughts have passed
The world seems clear now she's emptied her head
She hides behind all the words she spilled
Like a veil of text she's draped behind

Don't reply, you have come to the end
Like the foxes were sly
I will never unfold, no never unfold
Hold your head high above what you meant
Dont pretend to repent
I will never unfold no never unfold again

Even when her thoughts have passed
her head seems clearer now
Her words are empty lost and cold
she's lying to herself