Gatherers
​black marigold
Caught in my, caught in my, caught in my head
I thought about, thought about you and my death
I want you out, I want you out, I want you out now
I carved a line, can't cut around to clean up my mess

I spill my body to canonize you
No worth in feeling it anymore
Slow drip of anodyne in the covenant

A heavy crown
A crippled face
And I forget it

I thought about, thought about you and my death
Lowered into a hole
The view from below
Rain showers of marigold
Fade to black

God, I'd confide in anyone
Is there anyone at all?
Well either way...
There is no lining
No idol
No miracle coming now
(Hallelujah)
A color faintly sways in the dark (Hallelujah)
A color faintly sways in the dark (Hallelujah)
A color faintly sways in the dark (Hallelujah)
Dark

I spill my body to canonize you
No worth in feeling it anymore
Slow drip of anodyne in the covenant