Lights in the Attic

the hours spin and turn around

and mary mother runs aground

the ocean comes to meet her feet

and begs for birth from falling trees

sounds of water

sounds of rain

to liquor lips and sounds of trains

that's the world i'll give to you cause that's the way it's always been

a glimmer in the growing dark with the faintest cry from fragile hearts

the war is on the war is lost

all doors are open until they're locked

when serpents rest on every branch and mother mercy's breathed her last

the sky will come down to quiet us all

our cities will rise up until they fall

in the distance sirens call

the world is getting louder now