red thread : rufus wainwright

this new castle gets me down, never was a true believer / blueprints of a garden's plans turn to green, cannot explain / explain this longing so far reaching from the ground / and if i don't mind myself, marble stairs / you will lead me from my cares and explain it step by step // quietly among the pines, i remember i was walking / behind walls and window panes, smiled by the other courtesan / madly weaving with most delicate remorse / and watching my idle hands, making signs / upon my womb, a loom of kinds / and explaining glorious paths // oh, let it be for us, behind us and below us / we'll reign just like the rain above // but there came the fires all across the nation / and i could not explain this pound / how this turned upside-down, covered in red thread / houses turned upside-down, covered in red thread