On Out

After years of opening these Doors,
I finally walked through one
And Found you.

Sitting on the table Like the feast of life,
The pleasures, The Horrors.
Yes, I found you.

I layed down for you, my Heroine, War
had torn my path in half,
Yet I found you,

Calm, Did rest I, In the Bath, So Happy
To Have found you in my flat.
Are you still There?

Oh, Golden Heroine,
Are you Still there?

Oh, Golden Heroine
How could you come to me, So plain?

Oh Golden Heroine,
How could you hide, from me, Your name?

Oh Golden Heroine,
How gently, now you've cured My Pain,
I'm home again, Sweet golden Haired Girl,
I took your hand straight to my Grave.

Are you still There