Comfort. Sunset. Ending. Fallen. If I take a mortal wound, if my bones don't mend. All of life's sorrow comes to an end. Still I hear their voices calling from the trees. It's as if they're standing right in front of me. Many nights they lay awake, and yet they dream. They're doomed to wander and never die. Passing ages leave me frosted. When my life is over, the pain will end. In a twilight hour at the days end. Still I hear their voices calling from the trees. It's as if they're standing right in front of me. Many nights they lay awake, and yet they dream. They're doomed to wander and never die. Haul ye bones and chains for all time. I hear you moan and wail in pain. You chose this fate in the life you lived. I know who you are, you were my friend.