Rorschach
From i/o.
i walked from churches out through courtyards and into cities carved from light
and every bishop, queen and lover swore they all could make it right
some wore promises of clover, others sent kisses through the wire
enthralling in their dances but they only last awhile
it's a wonder how the years burn down
children in echo from a sunflower sound
we watch them go out
moving pictures come to windows when you've got lovers in your eyes
don't get tangled in forever
just you learn to make it right
there's a ringing in this silence and it washes over me
whispers promises for white rooms that i should keep
it's a wonder how the years burn down
children in echo from a sunflower sound
we watch them go out
so we cut across our rivers as we chase the dying lights
even a whisper might ring forever
so make it right