Crooked Arrows

In this movie dream, the lights flickering
Shadows dancing on the screen
Ghost voices in the church are deflowering
Floating up and over
Poison excrete out into the street where we will meet
I’m making my new home in this abandoned lot
Children will be lead like pack rats
Into my toy paper church
Siren’s chorus choir sings out a tune in a garden
And I’m drowning in the lights that swim behind my closed eyes
It’s a funeral for every song
That we’ve ever know, that we’ve ever known
I got my reasons for this silent sermon, I just can’t explain
I know I’ve sewn my own mouth shut
It’s just best I keep quiet 'cause when I speak
The words don’t do a thing to explain what I mean
The author of all things whispered in your ear
While you were asleep
You’re not alone with crooked arrows
Like you used to think
Doubt is a bastard child
Born of your ignorance and your arrogance
And I’m drowning in the lights
That swim behind my closed eyes
It’s a funeral for every song that we’ve ever known
That we’ve ever known, that we’ve ever known