Stained Glass Spilling Color

Oh as the black curtains fall, the moon sails high The angels hang their lanterns on the sky Hypnos sings his way to my door Reminding me that we're reaching the shores Of the land where my specters breathe Oh they are patiently waiting for me In a journey that will only end When these windows spill color again Oh when these windows spill color again Oh when these windows spill color again Oh when these windows spill color again Oh I only ask to stay but the ink has dried Apollo's horses prepare to take flight To let the hue fall on the Earth I hear him finish the last song with mirth As I begin to push through this frame I hear him finish the last song the same It is time to look alive my friend And watch these windows spill color again Oh watch these windows spill color again Oh watch these windows spill color again Oh watch these windows spill color again Oh I gotta put my hands up, 'cause I'm not break down Though I think about it sometimes Oh I gotta put my hands up, 'cause I'm not break down Though I think about it sometimes Oh I gotta put my hands up, 'cause I'm not break down Though I think about it sometimes Oh I gotta put my hands up, 'cause I'm not break down Though I think about it sometimes Oh I think about it everyday, and I'm still here Oh I think about it everyday, and I'm still here Oh I think about it everyday, and I'm still here Oh I think about it everyday, and I'm still here Oh I gotta put my hands up, 'cause I'm not break down Though I think about it sometimes Oh I gotta put my hands up, 'cause I'm not break down Though I think about it sometimes Oh I gotta put my hands up, 'cause I'm not break down Though I think about it sometimes Oh I gotta put my hands up, 'cause I'm not break down Though I think about it sometimes Oh I think about it everyday, and i'm still here Oh I think about it everyday, and i'm still here Oh I think about it everyday, and i'm still here Oh I think about it everyday, and i'm still here