The night has clad the depths of sky
With black and bluest cloak,
The moon pours down the gloomy shine
On my grandfather-clock.
The candlelight brings sore to soul
Which needed time to rest,
To heal this ever aching hole
Which burns inside my chest.
The stars are bright and guide the path
That I wish I could take.
And every time I lose my breath
With choices that I make.
The shadows lurking in the corners
Of old ramshackle house
Keep haunting, torturing the owners
That lived together once.
You were my heart, you were the essence
Of everything I had.
It came to be that in your absence
Our love has made me mad.
Insanity that filled my being, my life
That I once praised,
And no one can describe the feeling
A lonely man would chase.
The winds are blowing from the coast,
The landscape is obscure.
I’ll try and fright away the ghost
From which I have no cure.