As good as, or better than gold
I lay down my guns on the table
First scarlet, then blue growing cold
Black light and smoke
Making a joke
In the haze of a setting sun
Leviathan waits in the water
Skeletons hide in the trees
The hours crawl by like a spider
Hangman is following me
At sorrow’s door
A century more
In the rays of a setting sun
After the deadlock and dazzle
Glitters at night like it’s gold
You lay down your heart if you’re able
First scarlet, then blue growing cold
Everyday a prayer
For what I never knew
But this is one I said for you
