Lyrics

Candlelight caught the quill
Inflamed the tassel on the lock
Tore up the highboy secretary
And Winnifred's tintype smock
Generation of goodbye
Shedding skin
Asking why
None luxurious
A fine insistence
Press the spires to the sky
It started with just a word
Speedy Horus too well heard
Blistered eve
Samhain stover
Bend time
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Gilded frames bubbled out
Horsehair torch forming square
Plaster push of volcanic fall
Oak beams devoured there
Generation of goodbye
Seeking quarter
Acting shy
Found furious
A fine resistance
Unknown faith hoped to try
It started with just a word
Speedy Horus too well heard
Blistered eve
Samhain stover
Melt time
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Time has held back the key
Allow the infernal to see
Rubble hope of history
With air too-still-to-breathe

Steam hissed once-out the storm
Bonding bricks to riot
Tower spoiled, spent powder
Battle quelled, sworn quiet
Generation of goodbye
Slipping shoes
Aiming high
Just the smoke
To taste the clouds
Stepping down days gone by
It started with just a word
Speedy Horus too well heard
Blistered eve
Samhain stover
Leave time
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