"The Glowing" lyrics

A compass made from his wet little nose
He barked at slanted woods where no man goes
I whistled for him up until I saw it
Something glowing deeper in like a star had fallen

Both gone-wild dogs we bled through fog
Chasing the glowing in the distance
I slipped between two leaning trees
And fell out of existence

I lived an eternity as an ink blot
Phthalo green on the sleeves of your paint smock
Thousand years, a thousand works unfinished
You couldn't place it, always felt like something's missin'

From the remnants of someone upon your eyelids
An outline lost the minute that they're open
You try to paint to life this strange lost vision
You'll try and try again until it's perfect

I slipped between two leaning trees
And fell out of existence
From history, from memory
Blotted by cosmic omission

From the slanted place outside
I watch you paint a face
Impossibly that face is mine, hmm
Who is this? Nobody knows
But you trace my lips, your pupils glow
I chase that glowing home

Both gone-wild dogs we bled through fog
Chasing the glowing in the distance
I slipped between two leaning trees
And fell out of existence
From history, from memory
Blotted by cosmic omission
But in phthalo green by your hand's instinct
Love left me unforgotten

A bell rings as my compass calls me home
And I emerge from slanted woods where no man goes
My body with a thousand-year-old soul
Is hugged as you say "dinner's getting cold"