Climbing up to metal doors
Splash of red we've seen before
Cryptic message on the ground
Stare straight up before looking down
Lean into this scene
Wearing widow's weeds
Run inside and suddenly
So many limbs all over me
Pretty people wild and free

Here is where I'll leave you be
You would do the same for me

Behind the roads, beneath cities
A shape will form from little lights
Moves on you, then covers me
From head to toe in widow's weeds
In widow's weeds

Make a blanket from your hair
They're getting close, but we don't care
You whisper gently, unaware

That here is where I'll leave you be
You would do the same for me

Behind the roads, beneath cities
A shape will form from little lights
Moves on you, then covers me
From head to toe in widow's weeds
In widow's weeds,…