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...