Who watches while you dance my dear?
who whispers softly "are you well?"
and softer still in moonlight's spell
"I'm lonley my love, come and save me'
who listens to you collars turn
your sleeves drip red as arm and hands
reach, desperate, for escaping sands?
I'm lonley my darling, don't break me
here's this, just this to keep in mind
the times we haf and how I left
us both behinf and so breg
I'm lonley my dear, forget me.
I'm lonley, pretend that you left me
I'm lonley, so please just let me
but regret me.
- Keaton Henson