Perseverance Of The Saints Owen Pallett

I wake up in the night, my body is paralyzed
Mind is running reckless, colours are all alive
All across my eyelids, the silence of the spheres
What manner of evil would think it engineered?

Still, I left my friends and family pastured
And boarded a ship to spread the news
When I started to feel like I believed in a lie
I climbed up a mountain to get my dues
Nobody wanted him dead
Nobody wanted him dead

Cargo on the jetty knocks me out of reverie
It is only in my lover’s arms that I can ever sleep
In regeneration, we will all persevere
Sun across our bodies, how long we been lying here?

Memory is what makes you older
You hold on to memory like a mother-hoarder
And time gets quick as you administrate
All the leavings of the passing years
And I pull your arms around me
I pull your arms around me

Did I pick you up so I could feel again
Like the boy who had the eye of every man?
I pull your arms around me
I pull your arms around me