We've Got A Bleeder - Arctic Sleep

Absolution

A lament for the star-crossed sun

Here and gone

Like vapors on the sanguine dunes

It seems so serene

The way words roll from the siren’s tongue

Auroras oscillate

As she pulls me from the waves

The thoroughfares are gone

Pined away with dust

Dismantled as we sleep

In the languid grip of transience

I never saw them leave

Addled by the haze

Intertwined with ivy in this derelict place

This lack of atmosphere

Is not conducive to our reverie

There must be some way out of here

Where cloud thirteen’s above

A world aside from theirs

No pills in plastic cups

No straps upon the beds

Where would you be now?

Through lamp-lit halls as we drink alone

On endless moon-bathed hills

Like tomorrow may not ever come

We’re circling the drain, and it’s time to let it go

So set your head back down and watch the stars explode

The day she stopped

Humming in the barley field

The outdoors made no sound

Not a single drop

And the lights have all died down

The ether’s closer now

Make it stop

The more I try to get to you, the less you are

Just take me somewhere dark

Horizons here are terminal… so shut it off

Above the waves

Polaris shining in her eyes

They glow as the smoke-stream fades

Too far gone

Now these corridors bemoan their void

And echo this funeral song