The pool where my soul passed though you glows blue
Still glows blue
The pool where our molten tears cooled glows true
Glows true
Glows true

The taller the ballroom, the smaller the dance
The calls of the years lost are cobwebs impaled on a dagger of chance
The folly of chance
A boarded-up dance

The room where we saw our days bloom glows blue
Still glows blue
The room where we saw our fears loom glows true
Glows true
Glows true

The taller the hallway, the smaller the fool
Who calls from the staircase still lost in the harrowing swagger of youth?
The folly of youth
A boarded-up truth

The halls where we heard our years fall still calls,
“Still walls, still walls”
The sky where we hung our wind chimes still cries,
“Still life, still life”

It’s already someday, it’s already soon
I’ll haunt all these hallways impaled on a dagger of daylight for you
A boarded-up room
A boarded-up room
A boarded-up room
A boarded-up room