Bodies in the Winter

We walk through graveyards with our boots on
 Leap the stranger stones
 Pulled on our skies by our retriever
 You lose your breath and hit the snow
 And we run by the vault where they keep all the cold bodies
 To be buried
 And I fall cause he's up on my back and he's so heavy
 To be carried
 Watching our breath, it collects on the window pane
 Words read backwards by you
 Pushing through tunnels of snow pressing in on me
 Pulling me out by my boots
 Running away from the truth
 The bodies in the winter are coming for you
 Running away from the truth
 The bodies in the winter are coming for you
 There is a tower with a steeple if you wanna climb
 If you're a coward we may be hurtful, trying your best not to cry
 In the dark and the dust and what else, look around on our knees
 The ladders raised
 And we jump to the top where we hold by the skin of our teeth
 Out of the haze
 Then at the top chatter stops and we take it in
 Towering giants from here
 Climbing back down while the darkness surrounds us
 One by one we disappear
 Running away from the truth
 The bodies in the winter are coming for you
 Running away from the truth
 The bodies in the winter are coming for you