I can't just carry on this way.
And every time I turn away
Lose another blind game
The idea of perfection holds me
Suddenly I see you change
Everything at once the same,
But the mountain never moves...
Rape me like a child, christened in blood.
Painted like an unknown saint
There's nothing left but hope...
Your voice is dead
And old
And always empty
Trust in me through closing years
Perfect moments wait...
If only we could stay
Please say the right words
Or cry like the stone white clown
And stand, lost forever in a happy crowd...
No-one lifts their hands
No-one lifts their eyes
Justified with empty words
The party just gets better and better...
I went away alone
With nothing left
But faith...
