The Perfect Sphere

[creepy intro] [Verse 1] Paper moths against the glass Drawing maps that never last In spirals of your gravity The corridors are singing (are singing) [Chorus] I'm just a thread In winter's teeth Unraveling Underneath The perfect sphere Of yesterday Pulls me down Into the grey [Verse 2] Ocean cables twist and turn Where jellyfish refuse to learn Their patterns in the dark Mirror veins that missed their mark (missed their mark) [Bridge - whispered] Every strand's a constellation Every breath's a tidal wave Swimming through your constellation While the mirrors misbehave [Break - quiet, building] The cathedral's made of hair The cathedral's made of air The cathedral's made of prayer The cathedral isn't there... [Final Chorus - ethereal] I'm just a thread In winter's teeth Unraveling Underneath While tempests sleep In mercury The perfect sphere Swallows me [Outro - fading] Gallow bells swing in swimming pools Gallow bells swing in swimming pools [Reversed vocals] "The needles point to heaven..." Gallow bells swing in swimming pools Gallow bells swing in swimming pools [Reversed vocals] "The needles point to heaven..." [blues guitar solo]