A Grotesque Reflection - Light This City

You’ve arrived

And it feels as though you’ve been here for some time

You’ve been here all along

Now you’re growing tired

Try to rest under bright, chilling imminence

Trapped where sands pile up behind you

Drinking of a grotesque reflection

Dying to be carried away

The end won’t begin when you climb aboard

We have always been his passengers

In the ultimate sense

We were born to roam

We have always been his passengers

In the ultimate sense

We were born to roam

Born to roam Kharon’s shores

Do you know what time it was when you lost your shadow?

It’s sinking in

It happens all over again

Do you know what time it was when you lost your shadow?

It’s sinking in

It happens all over again

The end won’t begin when you climb aboard

We have always been his passengers

The end won’t begin when you climb aboard

We have always been his passengers

I didn’t know that I was dying, you said

He said «just give it time,» and laughs

«Out here everything just tends to fall into place

And it all starts to make sense.»

Red sky at night, let’s go for another ride

Red sky at night, let’s go for another ride

Letting go of our grotesque reflection

Dying to be carried away

Dying to be carried away

Dying to be carried away

Let’s go for another ride

Letting go of our grotesque reflection

Letting go of our grotesque reflection