The Fanlight cooling time,
Inside I’m shaking.
This is my regretful climb,
The widow making shadows over those who’ve come to see,
A revolution.
Watch my last, forever sleep.
A just solution.
It lights up their eyes.
It lights up their faces.
There’s lights in the sky.
And a fire inside.
The Fanlight cooling time,
The half moon waiting.
I’m dressing up, Capet’s necktie,
The widow painting crimson over those too close to see,
My resolution.
Watch my last, forever sleep,
Souls absolution.
It lights up their eyes.
It lights up their faces.
There’s lights in the sky.
And a fire inside..
(Light up their eyes…. light up!)
Descend into darkness,
I blink three times as I fall through the shadows, I go blind.
I’m willing to sleep with the silence mill ghosts,
I’m just not ready for hurt.
It lights up their eyes.
It lights up their faces.
It lights up their faces.
With a fire inside.
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