Million mile grace but the hurt grows strong
in waiting and bitter words.
I came alive in strong words.
Stuck in a still moment of longing.
I'm still not receiving what I came for.
I've walked for so long. I've walked for so long.
Million mile grace, but the hurt grows strong
in waiting and bitter words.
I came alive in strong words.
But I'm not dead. I still breathe. I'm not dead yet.
Detaching, weaving myself from you.
Long walks through this city haunt me still.
The stench of yesterdays.
Alcohol in a sun worn corridor.
The horizon burns in red.
I'll stumble and I'll fall.
And ashes and blood from my hands cover this soil.
Love so strong...It burns half the time.
These frail hands tremble.
These eyes burn with disappointment.
These frail hands tremble.
These eyes burn with disappointment.
Love so strong...It burns only half the time.
and we've been digging up corpses.
Dead for two years.
in waiting and bitter words.
I came alive in strong words.
Stuck in a still moment of longing.
I'm still not receiving what I came for.
I've walked for so long. I've walked for so long.
Million mile grace, but the hurt grows strong
in waiting and bitter words.
I came alive in strong words.
But I'm not dead. I still breathe. I'm not dead yet.
Detaching, weaving myself from you.
Long walks through this city haunt me still.
The stench of yesterdays.
Alcohol in a sun worn corridor.
The horizon burns in red.
I'll stumble and I'll fall.
And ashes and blood from my hands cover this soil.
Love so strong...It burns half the time.
These frail hands tremble.
These eyes burn with disappointment.
These frail hands tremble.
These eyes burn with disappointment.
Love so strong...It burns only half the time.
and we've been digging up corpses.
Dead for two years.