Crimson (lyrics)

Eclipse around my roses
Pockets full of causes
Taking on the weight of the wild
To time you're merely a child
But you think like only men shall
Fatally falling into a place you're not allowed

And you're in a soft sickness all right
Crossing the tide lines
You take my sides
While you take your time
Your time will only last so long
While you cross my tide lines
To the sickness of your song

To the tips of my toes
The prickly thorns of your rose
What tells the hours that divide
That we cannot count while we survive
Nothing more, nothing that will end
Inside and Out we'll taken that route again and again

And you're in a soft sickness all right
Crossing the tide lines
You take my sides
While you take your time
Your time will only last so long
While you cross my tide lines
To the sickness of your song

I think I've lost myself to you
When I did I never knew
You toy and trail through my mind
Sinking in with graceful crime
And I'm in a kind of sickness...
Your kind of sickness...

Oh, you're in a soft sickness all right
Crossing the tide lines
I take your sides
While we take your time
Our time will only last so long
While you cross my tide lines
To the sickness of your song