Where All the Dead Lie
Midwinter
Failing light
Hold tighter
Cease to be
Boxed soil on the windowsills
Pressing for more stories
Splinters slipping into ducts and valves
Can you see the order?
Where all the dead lie
The seeds and roots saw not
Underground
Larks and rays wheeling from up above
Where all the dead lie
With bulbs and sight he does not
Dare to walk
Remember to hold your conscience
To your heart
See the ugliness in every part
Suspended in a mirror
Splinters slipping into ducts and valves
Can you see the order?
How many times are you willing to count?
Funeral pyre is ready to mount
I would do anything to see you again
Float down river in the end
Where all the dead lie
The seeds and roots saw not
Underground
Larks and rays wheeling from up above
Where all the dead lie
With bulbs and sight he does not
Dare to walk
Remember to hold your conscience
To your heart
I am clear
Cut glass against the ceiling
Don't meet their eyes
Where all the dead lie
The seeds and roots saw not
Underground
Larks and rays wheeling from up above
Where all the dead lie
With bulbs and sight he does not
Dare to walk
Remember to hold your conscience
To your heart
Where all the dead lie
The seeds and roots saw not
Underground
Larks and rays wheeling from up above
Where all the dead lie
With bulbs and sight he does not
Dare to walk
Remember to hold your conscience
Underground
Failing light
Hold tighter
Cease to be
Boxed soil on the windowsills
Pressing for more stories
Splinters slipping into ducts and valves
Can you see the order?
Where all the dead lie
The seeds and roots saw not
Underground
Larks and rays wheeling from up above
Where all the dead lie
With bulbs and sight he does not
Dare to walk
Remember to hold your conscience
To your heart
See the ugliness in every part
Suspended in a mirror
Splinters slipping into ducts and valves
Can you see the order?
How many times are you willing to count?
Funeral pyre is ready to mount
I would do anything to see you again
Float down river in the end
Where all the dead lie
The seeds and roots saw not
Underground
Larks and rays wheeling from up above
Where all the dead lie
With bulbs and sight he does not
Dare to walk
Remember to hold your conscience
To your heart
I am clear
Cut glass against the ceiling
Don't meet their eyes
Where all the dead lie
The seeds and roots saw not
Underground
Larks and rays wheeling from up above
Where all the dead lie
With bulbs and sight he does not
Dare to walk
Remember to hold your conscience
To your heart
Where all the dead lie
The seeds and roots saw not
Underground
Larks and rays wheeling from up above
Where all the dead lie
With bulbs and sight he does not
Dare to walk
Remember to hold your conscience
Underground
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Writer(s): Lindsay Payton
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