We used to call your name
I know you're lost inside the game
You hold your own head down
Why can't you let yourself be found?
You count the march of days
You are the archer and the prey
You walk the woods of shame
But you've yet to take your aim
Curse all the light you see
Shots from the edge of some vast grief
I tried to find you there
I reach for your hand; I touch the air
Are you at the edge?
Don't look down
I have to wade it out
I have held my breath, stayed my vow
Don't let me down
Won't last here alone, I swear
