Midnight Sun

They say the king of birds

And the queen of hearts

Wore each other's keys

Before they called the wedding off

And all the feathers rained down

And the town fell asleep

Pulling on the poems

For the midnight Sun

Pulling on the poems

For the midnight Sun

Yeah, she shook the ground

With every breath

Tossed his troubles aside

Made a shrine of every mess

Well, a woman appeared

With a guillotine smile

She handed him a rose

Then he turned to stone

She handed him a rose

Then he turned to stone

Then they laid him in the creek

Where the river ran dry

To the mouth of wisdom

And the end of doubt

Then the woman reappeared

With a blank spread smile

Took him by the rose

Then he turned to stone

Yeah, she handed him a rose

Left him all alone

Well, they lifted the stone

And the mapped the stars

Brought back the keys

And unlocked their hearts

And the birds returned

With songs in their eyes

With maps to the world

Never seen

With maps to the world

Never seen