My bride and groom

spent the lonely season

figuring life out

so imagine the change

when the smoke it filled the air yeah

and when the north reflected southern lights

in the eyes of the deep where red turned white

you got the wrong attitude. to be lude

to stop and stare

You got me crawling through hoops on your roof

to a death song

and darling you forgot to tell me

i was gonna grow my hair wrong

and when the north reflected southern lights

in the eyes of the deep where red turned white

you got the wrong idea

if you're leaping off the edge of this world