Vocalizing Enraptured Misery

I won't soothe your pain.

I won't ease your strain.

You'll be waiting in vain.

I've got nothing for you to gain.

And just in time, in the right place...

Suddenly I will play my Ace. 

 And then when you remember,

The dry dying embers,

You'll swallow late September,

And I'll finish as a member.

I won't soothe your pain.

I won't ease your strain.

You'll be waiting in vain.

I've got nothing for you to gain. 

Suddenly emerging with grace.