作词 : Slocum
  onight the lamplight swirls and glistens 
 melting itself upon my face
 i'm hanging my silhouette near the shoreline
 i'm swimming underneath in the noontime
 will i ever know what's wrong with me 
 will i ever see your hand again in mine 
 tonight the rain is pelting rooftops
 there is no fire to melt the cold
 i'm straining to hear a human whisper
 and i'm painting images on the soft stone
 now i'm drinking alone
 amidst these figures of stone
 i'll raise the glass once again
 then lay my head on the pillow