this was the last goodbye
you were on the steps in the hollowest of lights
strung out on the faults of forever
i believe the cold now the cormerants inside
til the war ripped wide above us
til we burn down the home
i leave the carve out the stone
they were just wanderings
fill up those heaving skies
when the world ripped wide above us
til we burn down the home
i leave the carve out the stone
they were just wanderings