Из альбома: The Burning Bright
Well on our way a planned escape
The dew was on the rose so everyone would know
The meaning of the holy dove
The shine was on our shoes
The light a crescent moon
You walked along the road there with me And took a moment there to kiss me But there’s nothing more for us My pretty one
A ruined tale
A broken sail
Where nothing seems to mend
The journeys off the bend
A missing piece lies underneath
The ground beneath our feet is stained in our defeat
We cannot be afraid
O death for no one waits
We’re here to testify
That love was in our eyes