Reaching over life to life feeling sugared skin my poor baby kissed him so to ashamed to lift his chin
a voice is speaking he's the prophet blinded by the light a heart is breaking I can hear it dropped when gone beyond my sight
hey there, Mr. Talk Too Much what's in store for us now?
I don't know how to speak to you I don't know how to trust you I don't kow how to live for you I don't know how to love you the gentleman who fell before the court
I feel your closeness like a shotgun a chill within my soul I touch your finger know your darkness your passion takes its' toll
can't see that this talk is cheap let the suffering go