A cross is perched upon the house

Statues animate

Lovers look so blue tonight

The flies are coming late

The windows in the hall downstairs

The flowers in the vase

A man stares at the mirror now

A drone without a face

The water and the pipes are frozen

Ice sustaining lust

Stoppage in the lower levels

The building up of lust

Upon the cieling shapes are moving

Conversion of the calls

The cracks are seeping all that's left

He's staring at the walls

Chorus:

Stability can always be replaced

Apologies are easily erased

The limits of imagination cannot take away

The edge to all the methods I can use to make you stay