if you insist, I\'ll let you go, even if it means we\'re alone
I\'ll let you go, just let me make things right
I can\'t sleep knowing how much I hurt you, it hurts me
the guilt burrowed deep beneath my skin
I remember how you said it, we\'re too big for this small town
with nothing to look for, drowning shadows in these empty waters
drunk until the morning light
we chase after lust and die for our wounds
our muse, eternal and shining like the brightest star
love runs deeper than troubled times
he said, \"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet\"
so speak to me, don\'t leave me hanging here
dancing in this storm of love, blood drops in an ocean
oh, how I loved thee, you taught me patience
loved me like a father and forgave my sins, our feet moving
through rivers, through clouds
the night comes in cold and I pray like a child of violence
oh, to be in the warmth of his arms, dying for the stars
the fruit we harvest belongs to the ways
we stayed true to our souls, but started to fray
in wild dreams your love washes over me, washes over me
longing for the magic of drunken nights, the sweet fruit left behind
the colours and the songs we harvest
the touch of a lover, set me free from this birdcage
brooding in this forest of dreams, I hear the music like waves
love slowly coming back to me
love slowly coming back to me
my secret appetite is cyclic, a dome I live under
washed out porcelain body in song
entwined in the ceremonial applause of great virus
magnified demons crucified, body compulsions, mummified
good but restless at every resurrection
I see the beauty in death, the beauty in torture
I see how happiness died with you
closing my eyes until the pain is over, the night is over
I hear you sing your songs to the lake
dancing until your body aches, like one big mistake
we talk to gods and simmer, we treasure silence and think
this world is too big for us but we\'re trying
holding each other
like a ribbon you\'re tied to me
lost in fantasy
lost in fantasy
I reach out for your hand, but my breath lingers
oh, how I\'m growing older, growing weaker
I say I\'m fine, all the time, I say I\'m fine, I do it all the time
when things get worse and the sky gets dark
I\'m still riding that same old unholy horse, ungodly spells
dripping from my fingers, I\'m waiting with no happy ending
waiting for you to come back, but you never answered my prayers
you never answered my prayers
you never answered my prayers.