Bodies in the Winter

We walk through graveyards with our boots on Leap the stranger stones Pulled on our skies by our retriever You lose your breath and hit the snow And we run by the vault where they keep all the cold bodies To be buried And I fall cause he's up on my back and he's so heavy To be carried Watching our breath, it collects on the window pane Words read backwards by you Pushing through tunnels of snow pressing in on me Pulling me out by my boots Running away from the truth The bodies in the winter are coming for you Running away from the truth The bodies in the winter are coming for you There is a tower with a steeple if you wanna climb If you're a coward we may be hurtful, trying your best not to cry In the dark and the dust and what else, look around on our knees The ladders raised And we jump to the top where we hold by the skin of our teeth Out of the haze Then at the top chatter stops and we take it in Towering giants from here Climbing back down while the darkness surrounds us One by one we disappear Running away from the truth The bodies in the winter are coming for you Running away from the truth The bodies in the winter are coming for you