Sleep to sleep
through a spine picked clean
to a skull with hair
with nothing in between
the Night to night
on whitened teeth
Sewn into the cloth of memory
with all of our agents underground
there must be news someway somehow
this ghost of heaven have ascended
into the night
fallen angels, and evil labels
tricked for the flight
Blue smoke from a flap of wings.
On the walls of the christening
i know....i know....
Outside fakir fireflies
rose to the sky
inside tiger appetites
ready to the bite
all who come into this world
will lift the veil, unfurl the curtain
through a spine picked clean
to a skull with hair
with nothing in between
the Night to night
on whitened teeth
Sewn into the cloth of memory
with all of our agents underground
there must be news someway somehow
this ghost of heaven have ascended
into the night
fallen angels, and evil labels
tricked for the flight
Blue smoke from a flap of wings.
On the walls of the christening
i know....i know....
Outside fakir fireflies
rose to the sky
inside tiger appetites
ready to the bite
all who come into this world
will lift the veil, unfurl the curtain
i know...i know....
sleep to sleep
dream to dream
all is light
with nothing in between
raise the sails
trim the heat
we'll go on
to where nobodys ever been
let's be ready for the show
let's get there - somewhere somehow
i know...i know....
endless walks
on endless streets
two right hands
and two left feet
outside ourselves
we're coming clean
and then there's this
death in the morning
raise your voice above the crown
raise your arms above the clouds
i know...i know....
if you're cold
if you're lost
if you're whipped
and nailed to a cross
she just flies
into the night
like all good children
that put up a fight
it's a place where we can go
face the sun, face the snow
i know.....i know...
dream to dream
all is light
with nothing in between
raise the sails
trim the heat
we'll go on
to where nobodys ever been
let's be ready for the show
let's get there - somewhere somehow
i know...i know....
endless walks
on endless streets
two right hands
and two left feet
outside ourselves
we're coming clean
and then there's this
death in the morning
raise your voice above the crown
raise your arms above the clouds
i know...i know....
if you're cold
if you're lost
if you're whipped
and nailed to a cross
she just flies
into the night
like all good children
that put up a fight
it's a place where we can go
face the sun, face the snow
i know.....i know...
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