"his first and last sounds" lyrics

When I dream in color, I only see you
Marching off in the dark where for me there's no room
Your eyes, crystal clear in that odd shade of blue
Cast on your handsome young somebody new

You held her hands while my mother laid dying
We spent our nights in emergency rooms
I clapped my hands for that new one you're trying
With some other version of you

We will not rest, we will pound on our chests 'til that God-awful tyrant's replaced
Woah look at that
They must they point, they must laugh, them who own every dog in the race

Talk to my brother once more 'fore drowned
Yes, he spoke of you fondly, so in love with a clown
I chuckled and told about the new one you found
Oh his laugh and his rattle, his first and last sounds

We will not rest, we will pound on our chests 'til that God awful tyrant's replaced
Woah look at that
We will point, we will laugh, we who own every dog in the race

And I dream in color, I only see you
Marching off in the dark where for me there's no room
Your eyes, crystal clear in that odd shade of blue
Cast on your handsome young somebody new