Part I: Broken Bride

Fifteen years I raged against the constant C

The speed of light

The diagrams and haunted sleep, frozen sheets

In bed, my dreams

Your garden grave, I'd climb inside, hold your bones

And slowly die

The cooling space inside your chest, my broken bride

You never breathed again

Circuits fail, the cosmic strings like rubber bands

I lose control

They snap, I fall through mist to mud against my face

The taste of blood

The world is strange, the stinking earth and giant trees

Through heavy air a demon shrieks

What have I done

What hell is waiting or me?

I crashed before the birth of Christ

Pterodactyls swarming

You died in 1989, want to get back

To that morning in May

Keep you in bed, never escape

Holding you close, oh oh oh oh

Listen to you breathe the evening glow of fading light

And cooling space

Like motor oil down my throat, I couldn't speak,

I dropped the phone

The burning flares, the steam, your hair, bits of glass,

They sparkled everywhere

Like winter nights, the stars, the ice, all intertwined

To hold and keep

Like petals pressed in sheets making love to moonlight

In our sleep

And now above the pits of tar, in a cave I hide

That massive, screaming thing with wings of reaper's cloth, It's standing just outside

I must get to my machine, I will bring you back to life

Fix your ruined lungs, I'll undo what time has done

I crashed before the birth of Christ

Pterodactyls swarming

You died in 1989, want to get back

To that morning in May

Keep you in bed, never escape

Holding you close, oh oh oh oh

Listen to you breathe the evening glow of fading light

And cooling space

I carve your sweet name into the cave

I'm sure to die

All my strife has been in vain, the glaciers come

And wash my words away

I crashed before the birth of Christ

Pterodactyls swarming

You died in 1989, want to get back

To that morning in May

Keep you in bed, never escape

Holding you close, oh oh oh oh

Listen to you breathe the evening glow of fading light

And cooling space