Lifetimes renewed and armored
I thought they carry me back
But I lost my touch

Think hallelujah daughter
Tense up and choke that new pack down
All bled through I am

Clothing on your wound
Pushed aside
Revealing you the new, clean, fresh bride

Your mother drew
On that carpet
You never moved a threat

Where you'd sit
I thought that you were dead once
Dressed up at home

Weahter's damp and warm, but no
I won't perform your Rite of Spring
I'm not dancing up to death with diamond ring Lord

Pressed down like stone
I feel you cool and dry, but no
I won't perform your Rite of Spring

I'm not dancing up to death with a diamond ring Lord
Dim shines and all your shy parades
Ten ways to drink off your will to be saved

Bring your judges down
Eating up old critics to satisfy
Tasting the mouth, touching the hand

Look in the eye
All your plans set
Like fires in the buildings we left

I wanted you to smile, touch, feel
Like we never met
On that carpet

You'd never move a thread
When you'd sit
I found out you were dead once

Now I see it