Death knell for a old flame Still ringing in your man's heart New light through an old pane fights the shadow boxer Hands up when the bell rings You can take off your gloves Honey, you can't compete with the prodigal love Tell me, baby, was I in your dreams last night All black; the priest reading the last rites Never wake me up We can live forever Holding on in love's planned obsolescence Twin fates limn a fault line Shook a boy from his shadow Carved her in the echo of a voice down the mountain Earth shakes and the cracks bloom A voice swells in its own wake Honey, you can't compete with no prodigal love Tell me, baby, was I in your dreams last night All black; the priest reading the last rites Never wake me up We can live forever Holding on in love's planned obsolescence