Sunbeam Lair she pours a daydream in a cup

i'd really love to get @Lennon but aw

she had continued her self-imposed isolation even after her brother scooped up her shattered pieces and brought them home.  only upon nightfall did she pry herself from the edges of the sanctuary walls and turn her head skyward, admiring the stars.  her once-lover had enraptured her with fables of old and they came to her now, bittersweet in her throat.

so she does the only thing she can think of to make herself feel better.  

the walk has all been cleared by now
your voice is all i hear somehow
calling out winter
your name is the splinter inside me
while i wait

her thoughts turn to the last night they had spent together before his disappearance and how warm he had been pressed against the hollows of her body.  she wonders what was going through his mind as he lay beside her, watching her fall asleep before making his permanent departure.  if he knew what it would do to her.

and i remember the sound
of your november downtown
and i remember the truth
a warm december with you
but i don't have to make this mistake
and i don't have to stay this way
if only i would wake

her voice wavers through the chords until it halts completely as a particularly frigid breeze cuts its way across.  maybe she should just go back.