New York Room Lament
as dusk grows cold
and the sky comes forth,
echoes long and low
the piercing thorns of dawn
have now all gone away
bathe me in darkness
beneath thy veil
darker, darker
deep within: further, further
oh, dark night
hold me close
tight in your arms
don't leave me alone
plagued with doubt and woe
to you I've come alone
weary and worn with scorn
bathe me in darkness
beneath thy veil
darker, darker
deep within: further, further
as dawn blurs, unfurls and warms
and the sky opens once more
in its light, I am more alone
only to beckon again the night
and wait for day to darken and die
