Lead to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A V of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And through Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones
Riff 1
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
From the binds of ur lowliness
I could always find
The right slot for your sacred key
Riff 2
Wracked with your charm
I am circled like prey
Fold to my arms
Hold their mesmeric sway
Christening stars
I remember the way
Bared on your tomb
I am a prayer for your loneliness
Riff 1 ficando lento.