You open up the skies
To paste the pests in haste
To store your hidden sighs
In the glowing aftertaste
By the magic river cruise
With a brainful of those scars
With strings getting loose
Somewhere closer to the stars
Those shapes of holy night
Dancing through the mist
With eyes shining bright
The beast and the priest
And light hides the night
To cast its dreary spell
And bats take their flight
Down the wishing well
Mind blooms a flower
Up those hazy climes
Yearning for the shower
Through these crazy rhymes
Those holy lions roar
At lilies floating by
And through this moonlit lore
The night is blazing high!
You open up the skies
You need to drink the flame
There's fire in your eyes
And dreams you sought to tame
There's this wild hawk
It knows how you've been
The lizard stole the clock
And that broken violin
Burn your withered sighs
And the poison that was stored
The eagle rules the skies
With this ageless, edgeless sword
All the nameless names
In the lantern-glow
Written in those frames
Where rivers run slow
The maskman hid the sky,
The veil ate the frost
And there's a chain to tie
Every thing that's lost
You keep the petals burning
You know you must live
You know the world is turning
But mirrors never forgive
All your roots need water
For all the words you'd said
Didn't really matter
To your rusted razor-blade
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