I Am

I Am

I am the demon of which they speak
Nightmares diecasts of me
They cannot remember my name in the morn
They cannot remember their sleep

I am deep shadows from which they flee
Their eyes search high for a friend
I haven't the honor to lend them a hand
Their hopes I blend with the wind

I am the echo of things they have lost
Their ears ring out for a sign
They twist and turn and cry in the night
Mute, as the sea is too wide

I am the voice that everyone knows
I beckon their tears with a kiss
I wrap them up tightly as warm they are cold
For morning, relinquish a wish