The fragile keep secrets

Gathered in pockets

And they will sell them for nothing

A cheap watch or locket

That kind of gold washes off

And the sad act like lepers

They stick to the shadows

They long to ring bells of warning

To tell of their coming

So that the pure can shut their doors

The angry are animals Senseless and savage

They act without order

In logical lapses

They stain their mouths with blood

So take my hand

This barren land is alive tonight

Oh, the corn has grown stalks

That form a wall to hide

But the wind carries sounds

That I can’t see from beyond that line

Then the stalks begin to sway

Oh, stay with me, Arienette

Until the wolves are away

The wicked are vultures

And they bake in the canyons

They circle in sunlight

And wait for their victims

To collapse and call to them

The desperate are water

They'll run down forever

And soak into silence

And end up together

In a dark and distant, dark and distant place

So don’t leave me here with only mirrors watching me

This house, it holds nothing but the memories

And the moon, it leaves silver but never sleep

And then the silver turns to gray

Oh stay with me, Arienette

Until the wolves are away