spelling my name in analogies
pulling your eyelids down
over my silence, over your blind eyes
building myself an anomaly
building with breaking hands

the wait of the winter whitened my path
as the journey felt my print in the snow
the fog drowned the heartbeat and hissed
hours led to minutes, saw the fret in the winds

this is the wish i pretend to use
this is the ruse of my faith in you
letting in the sun, i'm letting two of us
be two of one

you're the pulse in my veins
you're the war that i wage
can you change me?
can you change me?

you will feel my every fear
you will cry my every tear
say hello melancholia
i want you to adore me
i want you to ignore me
say hello melancholia

you called me a magical bouquet
with hemlock and deadly nightshade
thorn apple and lily of the valley
quite unusual, quite uncanny

from roots to moons
death is my name
from roots to moons
we are the same

instrumental

you come upon a bird in a pretty cage
you feel all its sadness, all its rage
a latch to open doors with moving parts
you hold the key but you just walk away
and life is much harder than you thought