Lyrics Requiem For A Dive - Subtle

Requiem For A Dive

At the opposite end, of the hospital pair, of empty pay public binoculars
Slump facing in your way, in the dead of the stare, you marvel about until you
eye this one
Door that appears to be both half open and closed, a nerve drawn moth to the
bulb
Head down as if reeled around a gear by the guts, inclining towards your intuit
picked portal of choice
Now often not, yet of nerves on this moment of mostly glory, you look for the
knob and see nothing but this healed shut keyhole
Dax-strong in this dream you begin to cut key
In the further cornest of a clearest skull when you feel your kneecaps being
nursed
By white on white, welcome magic till, she scar to read woe, become only one
In the mirror on hands and heart for verge lift she mad jacket in her
And with it’s omen, and brought it zits, and in the tight wishbone you care for
a lift
Your instrument was left at the door and she slowly unclutches the car seat sack
When it’s keyhole to me, and so you snap this bone car wish in the lockpick
Until you hear through the click of door the dead bolt coughed in suddenly
To feel God above your skull, beneath your skin;
goes wild (x8)