Wake up love,
Stars fell from above,
Pull back your velvet drapes,
Show me the bruises you've shaped.
Do not fight,
Whisper in through the world,
Prepare not,
And pick up your clothes.
But men will take us,
Where the river flows.
Vagrant heart,
Keep breathing through this part,
Trust in the water below,
It's soaks you,
When your blackening shows.