Spiders House - Califone

the icicles chime

fingerings lost in the motions of our hands

sit just as you are

lost in the crime

carry the choir

age and peel

after the quiet bleeds peel and age

familiar peace in the pain

pulling you wrong in soft belief and midnight finish

a violent quiet freeze

the carnival fighters are sharing a bed tonight

bruised in the hay

the circle around the brawl divides in frozen rain

on spiders house

after the quiet bleeds peel and age

familiar peace in the pain

raindrops tremble and wait to freeze

on spiders house