If I fell to my knees and turned my head away would you hide from me, Would you hide from me, when that day comes by would you hide from me.
If I turned the steeples black and feasted on your day Would you come for me, would you come for me Would you rise up and sink the hand that watches me.
When I try to keep the ghost that’s burning through my day, and the smoke that stains the street won’t keep her scent away Will you cry for me, would you cry for me.
Because down beneath all troubled men Cowers a lonely man with the world upon his back and his courage in his hand So won’t you comfort me, won’t you comfort me, Will you please come back soon and comfort me.
I’ve been wondering in and out of all this troubled painted red, Fire rages from my feet leaving blazing sorrow burnt out on the street.
I’m drunk with pines again Im drunk with bitter rage And frightened of the fall but wrapped up in its gaze.
Oh my love, oh my love, you’re my darling Bell, You’re my darling Bell, my darling Bell, babe.
When the world becomes to close for me to see from the inside, when I’m wrapped in cryptic chains will see through all there lies And won’t you speak for me, won’t you lay down your words and speak for me.
When my riches turn to rags and I’m dead from time to time Can I rest my weary head can I swing upon the vine That you hold for me, that you hold, that you hold that you hold for me.
I’ve been wondering in and out of all this troubled painted red, Fire rages from my feet leaving blazing sorrow burnt out on the street.
I’m drunk with pines again I’m drunk with bitter rage And frightened of the fall but wrapped up in its gaze,
Oh my love, oh my love, you’re my darling Bell, you’re my darling Bell, my darling Bell, babe.