I've seen crims and roses through a shingling fence
I've seen crystal visions, but they don't make sense
You see the future, it makes no difference
Just don't talk about it, babe

I love the suspense
I once built a mansion, and I tore it down
I fixed up the penthouse, and I burned it to the ground
Working in the basement, but I don't make a sound
I just keep on building, but it all just keeps turning 'round
I remember when he was everything, everything to me
When that hallow sun is finally in the sea
Where you going? Where you going?
Where you go to be?

I heard golden laughing blowing at the jay house once
I've seen a garden blooming where rain don't fall
I would love to linger, but I hear the mountain call
You and I don't need goodbye, we'll meet at the front after all
I remember when he was everything, everything to me
When that morning starts, comes rising from the sea
You'll be going, you'll be going
Where you're going to be?

I've seen crims and roses