Matt Elliott - The Pain That's Yet To Come lyrics

You do a great job as a muse I'm all lost and confused Unsure of what to do Clawing for clues And I will send my soul out to you Over mountains and through woods I'd crawl to you Just to catch a glimpse of you And should you hear a creaking from the floor See a movement of the door You know the score I'm closer than you thought And if you think I'm howling at the moon Know I'm howling for you It's all that I can do Just to spit and scream for you