A slow, heavy hand drags across the acoustic strings. The wood of the guitar body creaks slightly as the player shifts his weight. A single, dark chord rings out and decays into the dry room.) (Verse 1) 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 You are the seeker who tears at the seam And I am 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) (The strumming becomes slightly heavier, driving the rhythm with the palm of the hand striking the wood of the guitar.) So close your eyes tight, let the oceans go black We are crossing the line and we ain’t looking back Let the righteous have gold and their blinding white light I'll build us a 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 guitar stops. Only a solitary, repeating bass-string pluck remains, like a clock ticking off the final seconds of the old world. The vocal drops to an intimate, conversational rasp.) I watch as you dig through the ice and the stone You wouldn't investigate this far alone You pull up the unvarnished truth from the floor And I hold the lantern to help you find more. The history we archive, the ledger we bind Is the ultimate proof of the world left behind. (Verse 3) (The full acoustic chords return, rolling with a slow, heavy momentum.) The seraphim scatter, the old systems freeze While you 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, 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 line and we ain’t looking back Let the righteous have gold and their blinding white light I'll build us a 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 guitar slows down, plucking a final, descending minor scale.) 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. (A final scrape of fingers across the fretboard. The strings ring out until they are completely swallowed by the dry quiet of the room.)
