Now the World (Bonus Track) - (15:19 minute version) Lyrics
Summer, I painted, a scene, that lit the stars for me,
Said, "I can erase it for you dear."
That summer created, those words, that came to life in three,
They were denied by you.
Summer, I laid down, below, the glitter adorned night,
And silently sparkled, my own way.
Summer, I laid down, by you, and shared my frail light.
You gave the dark to me.
I looked inside
(I)
To find
(Wanted)
the one I sent away
(To excoriate),
I nearly froze when I stepped inside
(I)
To find
(Remain)
The flowers turned to grey
(And self mutilate),
I closed my eyes and kissed them one last time.
Oh.
Summer, a morning, so pale, alone when they found me,
As I remained sleeping, I heard them say:
"This summer created a boy of abject misery."
He was designed by you (he was designed by you).
I looked inside
(I)
To find
(Wanted)
The one I sent away
(To excoriate),
I nearly froze when I stepped inside
(I)
To find
(Remain)
The flowers turned to grey
(And self mutilate)
I closed my eyes and kissed them.
So like a lost child, I will hide.
And like a lost lie, I will find,
Find a way to return to the ones who made me,
Cover your eyes and we'll die together.
Will you cry for me?
Will you cry for me?
Or will you cry with me?
Will you cry for me?
Will you cry for me?
Or will you cry with me?
Will you cry for me?
(I've been a lonely one)
Will you cry for me?
(I've had this whole world)
Or will you die with me?
(Drained from me)
Will you cry for me?
(Am I the only one?)
Will you cry for me?
(I've had this world)
Or will you die with me?
(Drained from me, drained from me)
Summer I painted, a scene, that lit the stars for me,
Said, "I can erase it for you dear."
[40 second silence]
"Spoken Word" plays.
We held hands on the last night on earth. Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees, screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves. It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river. So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea and the shattered seasons lay, and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease. In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner." The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide. We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress. The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop. The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime. I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked if you would accompany me in a quick fall, but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two. I rode alone. You said, "The cinders are falling like snow." There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty, bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence. Of blue and grey. Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city. The sun has stagnated somewhere along the rim of the horizon and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines. Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward, and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched into the earth like a message.
"This Time Imperfect" plays.
I cannot leave here, I cannot stay.
Forever haunted, more than afraid.
Asphyxiate on words I would say.
I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue.
There are no flowers, no, not this time,
There will be no angels gracing the lines,
Just these stark words I find.
I'd show a smile but I'm too weak.
I'd share with you could I only speak,
Just how much this hurts me.
(I think I'm gonna crash)
I cannot stay here, I cannot leave.
Just like all I loved, I'm make believe.
Imagined heart, I disappear.
Seems... no one will appear here and make me real.
There are no flowers, no, not this time,
There will be no angels gracing the lines,
Just these stark words I find.
I'd show a smile but I'm too weak.
I'd share with you could I only speak,
Just how much this hurts me.
I'd tell you how it haunts me.
I'd tell you how it haunts me.
Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams.
I'd tell you how it haunts me.
Cuts through my day and sinks into my dreams.
You don't care that it haunts me.
Oh!
There are no flowers, no, not this time,
There will be no angels gracing the lines,
Just these stark words I find.
I'd show a smile but I'm too weak.
I'd share with you could I only speak,
Just how much this hurts me.
Just how much this hurts me.
Just how much you...
