Lyrics

The travelling companions slow, the edge of the forest glows,
The clever one seems to know, the hearty one sighs low.

Bring your cape and gloves. Procession's just begun. Begun...

Firemen rush to save, the widow has just been laid,
The sidewalk has just been paved, red drips from a rusty blade.

Subtle at first, so subtle at first, and then, it becomes clear.

The seven-year train has come, they know just where you're from.
You hear the sound of drums, they greet you here: welcome.

I see you've brought your rings. You drool at shiny things. Dreams.

The secret has just been told. You tell me this oh so low.
I hold your hand, we go. Your hand is oh so cold.