The Lamb and the Labrador

All your sympathys gone
 Onto needles and pins
 And the scratch on your cheek
 When the dye is cast red
 Pillars melted into wood
 Shallow breath that you held
 Fevered threat in the ground
 Razored memories expelled
 Clouds are red above you
 The rain has stolen a goodbye
 From me, it seems
 A moons white iris rings a bell
 And shadows head home for a while
 To dream, and scream and every want
 You ever met
 Just never melted into flesh
 But pools of gone today
 And all the promises have left
 Except the one to try again
 A fire against the sky
 Just look right in and take a step
 The mold is made
 The dye cast red
 Give away to waste
 And all those times the seasons bind
 Im running down a fevered threat
 Bright against the sky
 All your sympathys gone
 Onto needles and pins
 And the scratch on your cheek
 When the scratch on your cheek
 And all the times the seasons bind
 Im running down
 Frozen in time
 Pushing up doors
 Crawling through space never leaves of fragrant face
 And all the times the seasons bind
 Im running down
 Frozen in time
 Pushing up doors
 For the end of time
 The seasons bind the seasons bind