for the miles we've marched
what ground was gained
and the lips do parch
and the limbs do strain
and the eyes they grow weary
searching for something to claim
and the hands they do grow restless
and soon enough commence to building drains

and the tilting towers
they deny the laws
and they sway with power
and smack their jaw
and the pavement race across the lilting plains
can we keep pace with our own gains?
no no no

and all the colours that we worship
anything more than just a gathering of stains

and the elders leave from their mercury beds
and they're plagued with age
and they're spent with tread
but volumes speak of love they spilled
overflowed or overkilled
and given in to gravity
they fall so hard it hurts to see
and we'll sweep us the ashes
spread 'em out across the gravel range

and this burning wheel they've bound us to
we'll roll on, we'll roll on all the same

and the silkworm stars
they weave our coats
and they feast our eyes
and they mend our throats

and soon we'll be well beyond pain
disrobed, disarmed but unashamed
and we'll stare so hard into the light
that blisters grow upon our sight
and roses bloom from out our mouths
raise their heads and speak aloud
will suck the wind from out your throat
the swan his song is all she wrote

but oh my love, oh my love
I've been waiting for so long to hear you sing
oh no no

and I'll cling to you with you to me
and merrilly we'll drift on down the drain


Lyrics submitted by mclurker

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