Little Deaths from Nightflyers by Heir to Madness
Tracklist
| 4. | Little Deaths | 10:36 |
Lyrics
Let the ocean carry him out to the depths for the tide break
And when the morning casts its colors to hurry away the rake of nightmares
All is well in name, but in your chest, it’s not the same
And there’s something strange about this burden and the cobwebs throughout
This kneeling silence pulling like weight on the wing
They’re plucking the feathers right out, muting the ones who would sing
Now there’s a candle lit window, or a distant howl of a dog
A mother who covets a hollow chest, a boy’s faint lilting call
Here in the darkness they’re moving, like an old man forgetting
The sunlight filters through the rain, we’re watching the cloudlets dissolve
It's a death wish Sunday
Can’t stay awake
Red shot eyes
I fell hypnotized
Let the cold wind find him buried away from the din and claw of roaming bones
And when the evening blankets day, to usher the star shine down upon your skin
There’s a glow in the west, rolling jade, it whispers your name
And there’s something strange about this longing and the calor in which we burn
