Cousins
I see you in the mist across the river of the night
You're a shadow of the past that hurts me so
The icy stream of nothing runs before my sightless eyes
But I'm blinded by a driving sheet of snow.
In the gutter I can see my lifeblood flowing
Where you cut me down with but a single blow.
So you keep going your way and I'll keep going mine
And everything will turn out just fine
Yes, everything will turn out just fine.
A spider's web of intrigue, spun in strands of gleaming black
Oh, the thousand lies to light the way to you
A bent and twisted scarecrow tells the future of the past
In a field high on a hill without a view.
In a moment you had vanished from my dreaming
And I was left here with the chosen few.
So you keep going your way and I'll keep going mine
And everything will turn out just fine
Yes, everything will turn out just fine.
The sand runs through my fingers as the hours fade away
And the stars they beckon from on high
A team of six black horses rising from the ocean deep
Will carry up my body when I die.
The rustle of the pebbles on the shoreline
Reminds me that my time's in short supply.
So you keep going your way and I'll keep going mine
And everything will turn out just fine
Yes, everything will turn out just fine.