Elysian Fields

[Interlude] Keep a hold of your heart It's not something you want to lose again [No reason?] watching the clock It only serves to make you feel so small And [then?] the sound of the stream of the traffic outside There he is with a light in his eyes Painting pictures with words and with signs But Jericho comes down when he's around But Jericho comes down when he's around Oh [Verse 1] One quart to my mouth, remember it Charon rows slow down the River Styx Vanilla Sky dream, I remember it Seen us saints on the boats with the hypocrites Take currency to another world Cause greed is alive in the underworld Maybe make a bribe in the underworld Blank check to return to the mortal coil But when you return, you die quicker Your vices survive and die with ya [You face twice on an open picture?] And the man on the boat's two gold bits richer This picture's an ominous wash A triptych kiss of Hieronymus Bosch And when you seek the real and reach the field You'll find no priest greets in Elysian fields And Cerberus cursed with this nervousness This impulse to engulf indulgences The saddest reality, you're left with a three-headed dog that's slobbering by the exit Oh, Hephaestus, grant me respite I'm desperate for one bolt to choke this despot I'm so restless, boat's on the tempest Stone-faced, cloaked, like smoke with asbestos I wonder, would it damage my odds to spit to the sky Like damning the gods? The blind eyes turn to embarrass us all And then the deaf ear turns from your character flaws It's perilous [?], a treacherous rot To think a fairytale cares if you perish or not My ties with Olympus, I'mma sever them all Ain't never took a step to inherit our loss [Interlude 2] Keep an open [head on?] No one will ever be yours and yours alone You've got some [pining?] to do Find all the places where you've been run through And then the sight of His face when he comes into view There He is just in front of you Murmuring lips in your hair feels like home But Jericho comes down when he's around But Jericho comes down when he's around Oh [Verse 2] I had a dream that you opened up the Lamb's book Turned away in disgust like You can't look I'm scared as hell you can pull the rug Out from under me as soon as you're pullin' the plug I believe when I turned and confessed I saw You face to face, you wasn't impressed That's why I walk like I'm covered in death It's like permanent rest ain't something I get (no) And I still ain't figured it out How my brother's on the death bed withering down With or without thoughts, just a pitiful sound And then you watch us begging like ridiculous clowns See, I don't care if the Scripture is sound When them live bullets pump and they spittin' them rounds Face first, white knuckles diggin' the ground Like everybody got a plan until they hit in the mouth Cause Mama said gold streets And Daddy said the table was set, and that we'd know peace But it's feeling like a slow creep To a day that you say, "Depart" like you don't know me But you know me; I'm nine years old and slowly Feel Reaper's cold grippers on me On the operator table in a cold heap Mama's so scared and she holds me I can't do this tiptoe tightrope in Limbo Lifetime flies right out the window No I'm beggin' you to make it so simple A fair weather faith gonna notice when the wind blows So tell me you'll take me, keep me in the Lamb's book, never erase me If you love me, tell me you'll take me Across the River Styx safely [Outro] La la la la lie (x6)