So I’m drinking roses from a cup
My seasick lover wants to blow it up
She says she’s wishes me good luck
Cause every star that shine above
All good fortunes they have gobbled up
While I ride the back of a dove
And I am begging for my sister’s love

The brass battalion of the moon
Outside my door they bend and swoon
Taboo relations to which I am doomed
Are not the thing which I am dreading
But rather that when she’s in my room
She will walk towards some new heading
And I am smelling my sister’s bedding

But ever since she’s gone away
Ever since then she’s MIA
A year ago, she left the door
A thousand roses still on the floor
For me

And the seven fingered man he gave
Me three things to make me brave
Said that its okay to be depraved
Because what I will soon be holding dear
Are all the moments that I could wish to save
The moments of that growing fear
That I was pining for my sister’s tears

The church it sent a savior to say
That all god’s graces they had gone away
And weathervane turns towards the fey
Willow tree flowers that are now weeping
And I here I stand in the breaking day
With all of these people that are creeping
While someone watches my sister’s sleeping

But ever since she’s gone away
Ever since then she’s MIA
And in the shadow of the king
Are the shackles that shall bring
Her back

I was in her room again last night
Where the rolling hills meet the blight
And under cover of etched moon light
I saw the form of a sad eyed girl
Who was crystalline and bright
And with music playing did she twirl
A souvenir from my sister’s world

I saw the gaze of the white eyed judge
But I know that he still holds a grudge
And as the house fills up with sludge
My brother he sighs on for miles
And with a wink gives me a nudge
With teeth that shatter like tile
And all of us looking for sister’s smile

But ever since she’s gone away
Ever since then she’s MIA
Where the mortgaged lights
Meets the city’s heights
She lies

I gave her three gifts and she just laughed
On was fire the other a golden calf
She muttered to me, what a gaff
The last it was our last night
And then I was split twice in half
And she faded into the light
Me I still clutch my sister’s sight

The magi come and the say to me
Messianic sons never dream to be
So sinless and so fancy-free
But hell is a heaven to those who sin
And I just echo all I want to see
And I look inside my storage bin
Where I keep my sister’s grin

But ever since she’s gone away
Ever since then she’s MIA
With two hands and a foot
Her eyes like weeping dagger soot
For me

Now I’m here in the machine
Of the mermaid men who seem
to be drowning endless streams
of city lights and hour shocks
but then they grab the kerosene
and I hold close my precious box
with chimes from my sister’s clock

Now the rain falls from the sky
And I look gently towards the high
Throne where she sits and sighs
And I take every lock of her hair
And keep it in my hollow eye
And I feel the moonlight tear
On the night I heard my sister cared