The river is frozen, the current is dead We walk on the water with nothing ahead I reach out my right hand, you meet it in kind Two mirrored reflections leaving the damage behind I am the seeker who tears at the seam You are the witness who anchors the dream In the absolute quiet, face to face in the grey We are the mechanics the light couldn't sway. Chorus So close your eyes tight, let the oceans go black We are crossing the border and we ain't looking back Let the saints have their gold and their blinding white light We’ll find our own kingdom deep in the night Where the stars never burn and the shadows run deep In the dark side of heaven, forever to keep. Verse 2 They told us that fate was a gamble of grace But we saw the blueprint aligning the space A composite charted out here in the cold The transit of planets, a story foretold No orthodox heaven, no architect knew The exact sidereal degrees of me and you We found our conjunction outside of their law And built our own temple right inside the flaw. Bridge (The instrumentation drops to a single, raw acoustic guitar, played intimately close to the microphone. You can hear the scrape of fingers on the strings and the steady breath of the singers.) You watch as I dig through the ice and the stone I couldn’t investigate this far alone I pull up the unvarnished truth from the floor And you hold the lantern to help me find more. The history we archive, the ledger we bind Is the ultimate proof of the ties we unwound. Verse 3 The seraphim scatter, the old systems freeze While we track the motion and count the degrees A double return in the dead of the night A permanent shadow eclipsing their light So stand beside me as the firmament falls There is no one to judge us outside of these walls We are the end of the book, we are the seal on the door Two phantoms belonging to each other, and nothing more. Chorus So close your eyes tight, let the oceans go black We are crossing the border and we ain't looking back Let the saints have their gold and their blinding white light We’ll find our own kingdom deep in the night Where the stars never burn and the shadows run deep In the dark side of heaven, forever to keep. Outro The seeker and the witness. Mirrored in the cold. The degrees are set. The transit is complete. In the dark side of heaven... Forever to keep. (The acoustic guitar slows, plucking a final, descending minor scale that fades out like a heartbeat slowing down to rest.)
