The Clock's Hands Shiver Slow

The clock's hands shiver slow
Each tick whispers what I know
Shadows crawl where light won't go

A room filled with fading air
No one speaks
No one's there

Whispering shadows
They call my name
Fingers of silence
They play their game
I reach for someone
But no one's near
Only the echoes of what I fear

Raindrops fall
But they won't heal
Every sound is sharp
Too real
The wound I hide
The ache I feel

Time drips like a broken tear
No way forward
Can't stay here

Whispering shadows
They call my name
Fingers of silence
They play their game
I reach for someone
But no one's near
Only the echoes of what I fear