I have gone from four to one
In the past seven months
And I can't afford to lose anymore
But I will keep you company
Until you go to sleep
Because you've been
Everything good to me
Father, tell us all where you found her
Since the day the pattern
Formed in December
The math doesn't add up
Or match with the language
Of books that I've read or
Things that you said
I'll leave this with the darker
Night I carried you inside
And I know that it will find me in time
You were too small I should have
Known not to leave you alone
The morning it told me
You take what you can
Get and you die with it
Father, tell us all where you found her
Since the day the pattern formed in December
Father, tell us all where you found her
Since the day the pattern formed in December