Both butterflies and dragonflies have wings like when you sing
I swear you hit two different notes but they don't harmonize as clean as
When you speak, there is a rhythm in the scraping of your tongue along your teeth
That comes across as well as hell inside of heaven in a feast
Of flies and anything with wings that tries to sing but where
You ripped two different holes, see, it won't cauterize as cleanly
As you think, and if you listen to the rhythm in your sleep
You can hear me speaking, "You are a wolf to me."

Don't believe your ears nor trust your mouth I think that
Every single feeble doubt-soaked promise of trust
Had a mind to leave you
Out in the rain with your hands to the train tracks
Pulling the ropes with your teeth
But you're too weak and you're too tired, child
Lay down, I will tear all the ghosts from your dreams, from the dream
Oh, king, you've stepped on the wrong crack

Rejoice!
It is beating still
Still strong
Still thundering onward
It turns its palms up
Lifts its voice up
And it speaks
Says, "I don't know"
He speaks with the speed in the clench of a bear-trap
Softly rebuilding the castles he'd kept
Says, "There is grace in a steeple collapsing"
Straightens the sheets on the beds where they'd slept
Thinking his love was as passive as flowers
Planted a garden of lies in her chest
Says, "There is grace in a steeple collapsing"
Pointing the calm in his eyes to the west

To Valinor
Where love was sent on airplane wings
To shake and be shaken

Still, the flowers open as she passes
And the birds, they sing to greet her
Though she heaves blood
Though she heaves blood
Though she heaves blood
Though she
Though she heaves blood
Though she heaves blood

There is grace in a steeple collapsing
There is grace in a steeple collapsing
Oh, there is grace in a steeple collapsing
There is grace in a steeple collapse, collapsing
Collapsing

There is grace in a steeple collapsing
There is grace in a steeple collapsing
And he said, "Boy, get your things together
Make them wood and make them stones
And we'll build you a house
There isn't ever any shelter anymore"