I’m All About the Dusk

Leave for the night and paint the stars
Leave for the night, collecting scars
Remember me? I'm back and I missed you
The dead travel fast, meet me above the pines

Where I'll become a crow
Resting in the crowns of trees
Collecting their souls, my dear
The souls of the people I once loved
My whole life's an uprising
One burial after another
Now would you wear this crown for me?
This diadem of dead stars?
'Cause I've become the thorns in my crown
Now let me grow your wounded king
Collecting the names of my loved ones
As scars carved to my chest
As scars carved to my chest

Living in the memory of a love that died
Once smashed to pieces in the still of a night
Living for the memory of a love that died
Still searching for stars in a cloudy and rainy night

And we stray through infinite nothing
Always haunted by our deadweight dreams
And it feels and seems as though
Something's still gnawing at my heart
Also, the sadness is meant to last forever
And darkness soon will become salvation
Never underestimate the allure of darkness
'Cause even the purest of hearts are drawn to it

I can't leave the night

'Cause night smells different
When the day comes close
Reaches out for my hand
But I can't leave the night
'Cause night smells different
When the day comes close
Reaches out for my hand
But I can't leave the night

I'm all about the dusk
And a life that's always longing
Take me far beyond the stars
Where my heart was always longing

Where my heart was always longing

I belong to twilight and mist
And always did so
I'm back and I missed you
I'm all about the dusk
I'm all about the dusk

Leave for the night and paint the stars
Leave for the night, keep drowning the light
For my life that's always doubting
For my heart that's always doubting
For my doubting heart