There is a wall
Through which I dare not step
Mahogany and stone
We have been warned
Time and time again
To reassemble and atone
There is a lantern
Shining dark
Upon this winter’s day
And a castle in the corner of my eye
Built out of blood and clay
And I’m equal parts criminal and king
And I would steal to be the master of a thing
But for now, goodbye
For now
There’s a riverbank we sinners must descend
Where a fairy waits
And perhaps I’d rather be a man who burns
Than one who hesitates
I have memorized the lines of our repose
And I’m tracing now
Oh, and the fragrance of each mystery we compose
Is in my skin somehow
And I would tremble in the hands of my disgrace
To lick the sweat of our salvation from your face
But for now, goodbye
For now
Goodbye
For now
Goodbye
For now
Goodbye