your voice is going hollow when ever the night starts caving in the walls are growing thin but i think they ll hold at least another hour or so they ll keep off the onslaught they ll keep out the downpour can we ask for more i ll find you something shiny to distract you from all that might ensue just keep it close to you but don t tell a soul goes double for your own you know but when i go i m not gone i m just too close for your eyes to focus on