I drink the poison that is sweet
My hand slips through the cracks
A tainted love
For all above
The slippery nights have fallen...
Oh debonair priest, what have we done?
Emotional buildings seem to fall
For I have slaved over so many tears
Behold the man in the shadow
Oh secret love,
Have you danced this way before?
True hearts remain unheard
This sacred beauty you demand
Who is this savior in a cup?
Oh roses by roses
For there are millions of roses
Led astray in the dark
By some lonesome stranger;
And this lonesome stranger
Climbs on the walls
Where shadows grow distant
And clouds begin to roam
And sacred flowers presume to explode
And the roses speak
In sacred tongues
How can a book be buried in the night?
In stony ground, my heart does leap
I beg for the flowers some more
For I am a child
And you are an emotional love
Where have you gone, Moses?
Where have you gone
In the midst of a dream?
For I am excited for you
The spirit of a cat
Has licked its wounds
And the emotional trauma
Has fallen upon these ears,
For these ears of mine have heard you scream
I run, and I have fallen
Oh where have my darling roses gone?
For the tragedy seeks help
I wonder, oh darling priest,
Well how do you speak?
For the river of love does flow
Yet this flailing mystery does not exist...
It\'s crazy how this book of confessions
Was buried by night.