And there you were, sulking in the corner of my mind A drink, a drink to salve old wounds Saying old sooths, with still beating hearts At last down at the center of you And old keys not rescinded out of tired locks Branches of a network never lost Let slip the bittersweet delights, in the corner of my eye A chain, a chain to rattle up old ghosts Poltergeists, with the hands of grandfathers Bitterly turning still and soft And old hills not made for perishing Roots and heaps an

Bring me a horizon Made of sunsets and of sin And make for me an altar To lay me down again

I build my kingdom Out of all of these mistakes I steel my nerves for The coming of day All these reserves for The war that approaches...

SINKING IN Tell me what these pieces mean Intrusive thoughts and sordid dreams Truths uncovered in our sleep Urges lurking underneath...

Moving into the light With nothing in reserve Sorrows and the void Atoms and the dark Split between these numbing moments Boredom and the...