A Time Out Of Joint

And a drop wounds the water
 Yet the water heals soon
 This hurt feels so different
 Tiny scars that we cannot mend
 We're the grapes of a dark wine
 In the garden of midnight
 These things beyond choosing
 They will keep us awake
 Like a sky without bright stars
 Like stars without sky
 And the dreams we believed in
 Melting away in the snow
 This is the time of the cannibals
 This is the time of the hooded face
 Lonely man with a sharpened sword
 In a time fully out of joint
 This is a tunnel at the end of the light
 This is a road we must walk on our own somewhere
 These are the days when we have to hold
 On to life
 To live on
 This is a storm with no beacon in sight
 This is a pain that will keep us alive tonight
 These are the days when we have to let go of all
 All we knew
 To stay sane
 And you and I
 Each other's chore
 Lone utopians
 Blind to all the precious sights
 Burning every bridge
 To each and every bond
 Wielding our blunted swords
 In a time fully out of joint
 This is a tunnel at the end of the light
 This is a sea we must sail on our own sometime
 These are the days when we have to hold
 On to hope
 To go on
 This is a storm with no beacon in sight
 This is a loss that will keep us alive tonight
 These are the times when we all have to
 Close our eyes
 Look away
 Stay alive