Time inside Paper boats will be their guide, on copper streams Bled free from sedimental veins Turn the world along the line, long wire spoken through In hopes we're heard too Burning pages as we wake Stringing chants like bellflowers round the gate Laying bare-graved the array, sunken hands sew fractures We dream of all souls day Fragile bones dance in golden fields of gray Much infused to death, but they've none to lose Revels choose a lighter gift, though there's plenty left To the living still with breath Stones approach, locking hands to summon all Dissolving fictional in saturated pacts Diffuse the world to concentrate With their flood of keys to unlock the gate Burning pages as we wake Stringing chants like bellflowers round the gate Laying bare-graved the array, sunken hands sew fractures We dream of all souls day Touching even now Your past and future, it will all go on long after you're gone Trailing water lamps to hold on to Catching firelight to pull you through You cannot tell them, you are fifteen of seven Or searing wind will come too soon Burning pages as we wake Stringing chants like bellflowers round the gate Laying bare-graved the array, sunken hands sew fractures We dream of all souls day