Perseverance Of The Saints - Owen Pallett

I wake up in the night, my body is paralyzed

Mind is running reckless, colours are all alive

All across my eyelids, the silence of the spheres

What manner of evil would think it engineered?

Still, I left my friends and family pastured

Boarded a ship to spread the news

When I started to feel like I believed in a lie

I climbed up a mountain to get my dues

Nobody wanted him dead

Nobody wanted him dead

Cargo on the jetty knocks me out of reverie

It is only in my lover’s arms that I can ever sleep

In regeneration, we will all persevere

Sun across our bodies, how long we been lying here?

Memory is what makes you older

You hold on to memory like a mother-hoarder

And time gets quick as you administrate

All the leavings of the passing years

And I pull your arms around me

I pull your arms around me

Did I pick you up so I could feel again

Like the boy who had the eye of every man?

I pull your arms around me

I pull your arms around me