Shadows on the
Wall of reason
Staring back at me

With maternal infancy
Terra firma
Hard to swallow

To ground eternity
And molest reality


Feelings complicated
From the whistle at the gate
The key is just too late

Breathings acclamated
The piper of rats has come
To burn your apartment down


Shut your curtains
Lock your doors

Fearless on the stilts
Knocking on your window sill
Alabastar

Everafter
The colors drive me mad
And bring back what I once had


Feelings complicated
From the whistle at the gate

The key is just too late
Breathings acclamated
The piper of rats has come

To burn your apartment down