I can see the yellow
Of the sun upon the moon
I can see the river
In your eyes across the room
I can see you shiver
As the water fades to black
But when I ask the question
You do not answer back

I can see you hungry
For the sun to make you blind
I can see the shadow
In the bones you leave behind
Truth has come to see you
With her mirror every day
But when I ask the question
You turn your face away

I am growing colder
As you place another stone
I would help you lift them
But this work you do alone
I can see the inside
Where it shows between the cracks
But when I ask the question
You do not answer back