Oh, let the shadows fall
And govern you no more
Your thoughts from now begin at this door
I know the stairs descend
Voices will not be warm
I am your distant call

Some words cannot be bound
No anchor can be found
This language used
Will be too confuse
And when they shake your hand
Their ground will break away
I'm not made of clay

I know the stair descend
And the hour dies away
Your fine reflection there
You will not lose your way

Oh, let the shadows fade
I know those second thoughts
My time is held on pause

I know the stair descend
And the hour dies away
Your fine reflection there
And you will not lose your way