Hollyberry Red

Are you the view to an unmade bed - declaring independence
Are you the seat at a ruined table - promising transcendence
Are you a basket full of precious stones - less one or two

Are you the scene of an airshow crash - calling 'SAFE~!, what's out of bounds
Are you the grove of a fallen tree - now reclaiming unknown sounds
Are you the final aria - that hides the storyline

It's all done but what we steal from helixed memory
Not "so-long" but what's revealed
Who in-dreams, we hope to see
We hope to see

Mud on the stairs, but I wanna take the blame
One of us leaving when the other finally came
Mud on the stairs, a player, and a starter
Both swearing it's hell or high water
Red, green-to-the-peel
Red, red, green-to-the-peel
Red, green-to-the-peel
Hollyberry red, green-to-the-peel

Are you the base of a toppled column - in stories of heights unreached
Are you the path of a downhill slalom - defying paths repeated
Are you the stroke of a midnight chime - to mark a drifting year

Are you the flight of the swallow and crane - dreaming of youth forever
Are the told frog-and-scorpion - stinging in life together
Are you ready? Can you tell me now? - Did you love me back there

It's all done but what we steal from helixed memory
Not "so-long" but what's revealed
Who in-dreams, we hope to see
We hope to see

Blood on the stair, a finger on the scale
One of us blushing when the other falling pale
Blood on the stair, a hand catching red
One of us resting when the other fell from bed
Red, green-to-the-peel
Red, red, green-to-the-peel
Red, green-to-the-peel
Hollyberry red, green-to-the-peel

Mud on the stairs, but I wanna take the blame
One of us leaving when the other finally came
Mud on the stairs, a player, and a starter
Both swearing it's hell or high water
Red, green-to-the-peel
Red, red, green-to-the-peel
Red, green-to-the-peel
Hollyberry moon, green-to-the-peel