The Blood

Tell me who doesn't love What can never come back You can never forget how it used to feel The illusion is deep It's as deep as the night I can tell by your tears you remember it all I am paralysed by the Blood of Christ Though it clouds my eyes I can never stop How it feels to be dry Walking bare in the sun Every mirage I see is a mirage of you As I cool in the twilight Taste the salt on my skin I recall all the tears All the broken words I am paralysed by the Blood of Christ Though it clouds my eyes I can never stop When the sunset's glow drifts away from you You'll no longer know If any of this was really true at all...