Thursday, February 21, 2013
whispers in the dark
You hold your truth so purely
Swerve not through the minds of men
The lie, it is dead
And this cup of yours tastes holy
But you know I was not that man
It's not my land.
And my heart was colder when you'd gone
I lost my head but found the one that I loved
It's not what I do that makes me
In my weakness I grew strong
Held my tongue
And I've learned from errors made early
A brush with the devil can clear your mind
And strengthen your spine
But fingers tap into what you were once
And I'm worried that I blew my only chance
Whispers in the dark
Steal a kiss and you'll break a heart
Pick up your clothes and curl your toes
Learn your lesson, lead me home
Spare my sins for the ark, I was slow to depart
I'm a cad but I'm not flawed, I set out to serve the Lord.
But my heart was colder when you'd gone
I lost my head but found the one that I loved
Under the sun, Under the sun
And fingers tap into what you were once
And I'm worried that I blew my only chance.
But my heart was colder when you'd gone
I lost my head, but still when we were young
When we were young
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