Splinters Video (MV)

There is a window for the evening in my heart
Where one can breathe a bitter light
And watch the small stars shake inside their tin
Its eye is torn with the trappings of night
Its eye is torn with the trappings of night

Hacking a cold tool under the moon
We sit there to forget
We sit there to forget

Look for no coal in this cry
Not yet
But soon
Rinsed in our grit as lights die
Rinsed in our grit as lights die

Reduced to ribs we will splinter
Watch me play the fool a while
Staring winter

Reduced to ribs we will splinter
Watch me play the fool a while
Staring winter

Reduced to ribs we will splinter
Watch me play the fool a while
Staring winter

I should still sit among the reeds
And I may still grow other stars
But serpents slip between my bars
But serpents slip between my bars

Reduced to ribs we will splinter
Watch me play the fool a while
Staring winter

Hacking a cold tool under the moon
Hacking a cold tool under the moon
We sit there to forget
Hacking a cold tool under the moon
We sit there
We sit there to forget