Sister

Blood sweeping mirrors
 A stag comes through the night
 Once we return
 for something we lost down there
 Sister, we'll turn to nothing
 You drip with languid ash
 Our heartbeats go
 in dust to dust to dream
 The slopes of our memory tremble
 where we are killed
 The toil of your broken eyes
 are opening
 And the hour begins
 Night was no longer as we knew her
 The ailing hour became the way
 Sister, sister
 We drown in living silver
 Immutable like deaths
 Remembering
 the tracks we found down there
 It's singular, like suffering
 It's all I'll ever gain
 Returning now
 to take us there again
 We run back
 into the clouds
 in its white
 I see you pray
 Blood sweeping mirrors
 A stag comes through the night
 Once we return
 for something we lost down there