I cursed in church again
And the handclaps all fell quiet
I watched the statue of you cry
The candle is blown
So we start the black march home
Through a stale and silent night
There's a funeral in your eyes
And a drunk priest at your side
Staggering sermons never wash
And there's no reproach
From a lit touch paper, both
Got stubborn marrow in bastard bones
Can we just get home, sleep this off?
Throw some sorry's and then, do it all again
Folded arms, clutch on his side
The bridge is out and the river is high
Ah, there isn't a God, so I save my breath
Pray silence for the road ahead
I went too far
And as we walk
Through an hour long pregnant pause
No grain of truce can be born
My bridge is burned
Perhaps we'll shortly learn
It was arson all along
Can we just get home, sleep this off?
Throw some sorry's and then, do it all again
Well, like Bulver said, less heart and more head
So un-furrow that brow, un-plant those seeds of doubt, ah
Folded arms, clutch on his side
The bridge is out and the river is high
There isn't a God, so I save my breath
Pray silence for the road ahead
The dead balloons and withered flowers
Sorry cannot save me now
And I went too far
I went too far
I went too far, I went too far
I went too far, I went too far
I went too far
I went too far
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