Visceral

A visceral love runs the length of our veins As we sit above the miles of pain Till all of our fears become skinny ones And from your window I can see a kingdom come Hearts will wage war, but in the settling dust What remains at the end of us Our skinny fears for our cold resolve When from your window I can see the ages dawn Cinder and stone (brick and mortar) Everybody folds (up against the water) Cinder and stone (brick and mortar) Everybody folds, everybody folds Hearts will wage war, but in the settling dust What remains at the end of us Our skinny fears for our cold resolve When from your rooftop I can see the ages dawn Cinder and stone (brick and mortar) Everybody folds (up against the water) Cinder and stone (brick and mortar) Everybody folds, everybody folds Memories rust and trophies fade In the remnants of our glory days Will we regret the thing that we've made From your table I can see a better way --- Visceral - John Mark McMillan