Think I'm stranded but I don't know where

I got this diamond I don't know how to shine

In the sun where the dark winds wail

And these children leave their rulers behind

As we cross ten leagues from a rubicon

The matchsticks for my bones

If we can learn how to freeze ourselves alive

We can learn to leave these burdens to burn

Cast out these creatures of woe

Who shatter themselves

Fighting the fire with your bare hands

Now my journey takes me further south

I want to hear what the blind men sing

With their fossils and their gypsy bones

I'll stand beside myself so I'm not alone

And how can I make new again what rusts every time it rains

And the rain it comes and floods our lungs

We're just orphans in a tidal wave's wake

If I wake up and see my maker coming

With all of his crimson and his iron desire

We'll drag the streets with the baggage of longing

to be loved or destroyed

From a void to a grain of sand in your hand

Ahhhh

Ahhhh oooh ooh

Ahhhh oooh ooh

Ahhhh oooh ooh