[Intro] [low sustained drone, wind across open space, distant nightbird call, no percussion] [spoken, slow and hollow, almost a whisper] Before the names. Before the reasons. They don't know I'm watchin'. They never did. I just can't stop. [Verse] [single slide guitar enters, sparse, mournful] I don't call them back to Heaven I don't drag them down below I just hang here every evenin' Watchin' souls that used to glow They don't feel me on their shoulders They don't reckon I'm still here I'm the hour between the heartbeat And the ones who don't disappear [Swell] [single heavy guitar chord enters here, first hint of the album's main riff, held and sustained, drums enter softly underneath — just a heartbeat pulse, nothing more] Some get stuck on things unfinished Some get stuck not knowin' why I don't ask them to forgive it I just mourn 'em from the sky I wax and wane so they don't wander alone [Outro] [the swell recedes, back to just the drone and wind, fading slowly] ...older than the grave... ...older than the names... ...I never stopped watchin'...