Waiting doors Slept to waste the time until I hear the sound Of your footsteps climbing up the porch as it rains Trembling voices propogate these rooms I keep my eyes closed and listen to the noise Pull the sound that lingers through the space that fills this house around Was I alone in dreams are something good? Something good Water stains On the pillow where we lay our heads Do they say that I was sleeping When away do I wait shadows climb window fading days As I trace the light that flickers through the room Pull the sound that lingers through the space that fills this house around Was I alone in dreams are something good?