They'll give you rainbows
That hold every hue
They'll give you greys and blues
From every bruise they can show

They'll give you a part
Of their dreams
They'll hand you a heart
That's tearing at the seams

They'll ask if you heard
The notes in their song
They'll ask if it's wrong
To share a world instead of a word

The skeletons that spiral
On the golden stair
    Twin devils headed
Down, down, down...

Sweet fires
To burn out their eyes

The skeletons that spin
On graveyard silk
    Seven hundred beady eyes
Staring, staring, staring...

There is no sound like silence
Like the collecting dust
Like the colors on a soul

There is no fire like love
Like a child's touch
Like inspiration's desperate clutch

There is no sound like silence
Like the gathering moments
Like the gathering words

There's a rhythm
To our breaks
          A momentary pause in our song
There's the words gone wrong
That still skip on the beat
          A stone on water

There's no hinting
To a hidden truth
Just a shard of words
         Written in red lipstick
So someone reflects
         Between each s p a c e

I miss the shine before the rain
I hear the sobs before the pain
I feel the flame before the burn
And make mistakes before I learn

I know melody until a song
I know I'm right until I'm wrong
I know I'm innocent until I feel relieved
And I'll miss you long before you leave

Ripped her fingertips back
So they could bleed her delusions
Ate her ears like a tasty snack
So she could stave off the intrusions

A nightmarish mist
Curled up behind her eyes
A neglected twist
Crouched behind each of her little lies

Gouged out her souls
So she could feel
Filled in the holes
Of her achilles heel

My blank, unwavering sky
Against your whispers
Soft, illuminating

The sun closed up it's face
To let the night keep up it's deadly pace
We were without light
Without time and space

Age has pulled the skin
Tight across our bones
Accept the daily loss, the wins
Those smiles sunk us like stones