Rest, Unquiet Spirit

Rest, Unquiet Spirit

Bliss-damp arabesques upon the soft shade of a skin
This lamp, you'd like to turn on, but I know you'd never win
There's a lure that's hanging from the top deck of an ark:
A pure creation that shuns the voices of the dark
And your candle has been lit

Rest, unquiet spirit
Rest

Your ship of fools meets fate within the two eyes of a storm
These pools, you'd like to dilate, but I think you'll be forlorn
There's a distant foreign shore with tower burning bright
Warning ravens, Nevermore, ye sailors of the night
And your candle has been lit

Rest, unquiet spirit
Rest

Rest
Requiesce, inquiete spiritus
Ardens!

Rushing waterfall that feeds a river running wild
These rapids call to leap in, but I know you're just beguiled
There's a dam that holds a lake, the surface, mirror still
And on your hand, the tears that fall will only make you ill
But your candle has been lit

Rest, unquiet spirit
Rest

Rest