Good Mourning

They told me once There's a place where love conquers all A city with the streets full of milk and honey I haven't found it yet but I'm still searching All I know is a hopeless place that flows with the blood of my kin Perhaps hopeless isn't a place Nothing but a state of mind They told me once Don't trust the moon she's always changing The shores bend and break for her And she begs to be loved But nothing here is as it seems Sun is coming up oh why oh why oh why Sun is coming up oh why oh why oh why Sun is coming up oh why oh why oh why Sun is coming up oh why oh why oh why Sun is coming up oh why oh why oh why Sun is coming up oh why oh why oh why Sun is coming up oh why oh why oh why