Sometimes I remember teardrops falling from the sky Like silent screams of famished memories howling in the night Sometimes I destroy splendour by my own despair I stay awake 'til morning breaks Hopelessly gasping for air
Again I recoil - On and on I roam With my back against this blood red soil This is heaven - But I'm not sanctified This is heaven Pine Oil Heaven
Sometimes I'm ashamed of myself, of my own dismay I open my mouth and preach forgiveness but I'm the one to blame Sometimes I take love for granted, room without a view My hand gets lost in glowing darkness, reaching out just for you
Again I recoil - On and on I roam With my back against this blood red soil Again I seek - On and on I seek The blemished roots of my conceit
This is heaven - But I'm not sanctified This is heaven Pine Oil Heaven This is heaven - But I'm not sanctified It's my heaven Pine Oil Heaven
Sometimes I remember teardrops falling from the sky Like silent screams of famished memories howling in the night
On and on I roam Sic transit gloria mundi!
Again I recoil - On and on I roam With my back against this blood red soil Again I seek - On and on I seek The blemished roots of my conceit
This is heaven - But I'm not sanctified This is heaven Pine Oil Heaven This is heaven - But I'm not sanctified It's my heaven This is heaven Pine Oil Heaven