Louis Philippe and The Night Mail - No Sound

You lie awake
You pine and ache
Replay the scene
Of what could have been

My shape's just a hollow
The bed wants to swallow
And this
As dawn creeps within the shadows
Your hand reaches for the pillow
When my head used to rest
And can't be found
No sound

But moving sheets
The memory cheats
The absent friend
Has reached home again

But this shape's just a hollow
The bed wants to swallow
And this
As dawn creeps within the shadows
Your hand reaches for the pillow
When my head used to rest
And can't be found
No sound

But bitter tears
Awoken fears
And the clock counting the hours till daybreak

Arise and shine
My precious find
Walk tall and shine
Despite what I've done
Soon you will fins the shadow's gone

Written by:
Philippe Auclair

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