Milan Nalimov — When The Night Leans Hard

I know the weight you never name.
I keep a place beside the flame.
When the whole
room turns its face,
you can find me in the same old place.
Mm.
Come close, let the hard world wait.
I stand guard at the garden gate.
No oath needs a witness tonight.
Your hand in mine
is enough to fight.
Is enough to fight.
The clock keeps watch above the bar.
A match burns down and leaves a scar.
You tell me what you couldn't say.
I take the fear and let it stay.
When the whole
room turns its face,
you can find me in the same old place.
Mm.
Come close, let the hard world wait.
I stand guard at the garden gate.
No oath needs a witness tonight.
Your hand in mine
is enough to fight.
If morning asks what we have done,
say we held fast to neither end.
Come close, let the hard world wait.
I stand guard at the garden gate.
No oath needs a witness tonight.
Your hand in mine
is enough to fight.
Is enough to fight.