Meridian

Starting from now
I'll pocket the moonlight
Those spider eyes
In the obsidian sky
Death has a horn
And he's blowing it sweetly
His tender lungs
From all the songs he's sung
Starting from now
I'll ignore the headlines
Let the rapture come
I'll throw up two thumbs
Open the door
And let it walk right in
It's stranglers gait
How you doing mate

I try to catch my breath
As my brain swam
To hold you close
The palm of my hand
These days
They don't come cheap
No they don't come easily
I hear the spirits moan
"Police in our homes"
I'm solemn as cinders
About the strings on my fingers
These days
I'm half asleep
Now what could the reason be

Starting from now
I'll pocket the moonlight
Those spider eyes
In the obsidian sky
Death has a horn
And he's blowing it sweetly
His tender lungs
From all the songs he's sung
Starting from now
I'll ignore the headlines
Let the rapture come
I'll throw up two thumbs
Open the door
And let it walk right in
It's stranglers gait
How you doing mate



Credits
Writer(s): Conor Hicks
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