I live in a house so fixed
With quiet company
Still stand, stall
A dim lit hall
There live a visitor and me
When I hear in him, I freeze
All the cold, cold creeps sweeps over me
And I'll never see him
But I feel the draft of his dealings
Oh, I'll never see him
But I feel
The heart
Of this blue and those stars
All a resting danger
A familiar stranger
All unwanted mover
Oh and feebling enemy
Oh binding border
Oh, a non-invador
Oh, that confiding
Heart
