whiskey on ice

i see you pour whiskey on ice

it's what you've known of sacrifice

stumbling down this empty hall

pictures stare back on the wall

i can see the light

starting to take shape

i can see the sun

seeking out escape

i can see the moon

slowly creeping in

worlds are dying high she said

anytime you wear the wind

when you wear the wind

you said he was your only son

he gave himself to everyone

in the end the loss was yours

now you pace upon these floors

looking for the light

finding its own shape

while the sun

it falls

seeking its escape

moon is coming in

stars are hiding high

where are you my son

where are you right now

looking for the light

finally found your shape

while the sun

it falls

tumbling down my face

moonlight crashing in

like waves upon the shore

you are the at the gate

waiting to find

all the fortune that you lost that night

that night

was a new moon

my new moon

my new moon