Night Visit Songtext
von Convex Model

Slow steps in the dark
A stick tapping at the stairs
A male shape with a lot of flair

He′s walking up to me
The wooden boards yield
His breath like a misty field

Reaching for his gift
A used and broken kit
My youth lost in it

His cuff links glisten in the night
Like staring silver eyes
I'm standing on thin ice

He hides the kit away
With grazing fingernails
A faint smile on a wizened face


All he leaves behind
Before a callow moon
It′s a grey clock out of tune

Where used to be a heart
There's now a missing part
A part I never had

The visit's coming to an end
I keep still deep in there
A dark, sinister lair

Could the visitor be me?
Just whispers in the bed
A dream time in my head?

The stranger looks away
I′m falling
The stranger walks away
Death calling
It′s time again