Из альбома: The Disappearance of the Girl

You know even stones change shape in time
Willingly they compromise
And the sacrifice is mine

For your eyes
Cause the feeling you bring home
Is comfort in the coldest stone
Like a wish I go, I go
To be yours

Remember the way to the old town
Clear as my call from the fair ground
Rip my lace to your shape now
I'll ask you for more of what you found

And the union is carved
From stone that is not to be halved
And the imprints of the blood call this love
And I join you in your walls
We realize our own faults
And as hearts we go, we go
Humbled

Remember the way to the old town
Clear as my call from the fair ground
Rip my lace to your shape now
I'll ask you for more of what you found
Oh, remember the way to the old town

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