The way you’re bathed in light Reminds me of that night God layed me down into your rose Garden of trust And I was swept away With nothing left to say Some helpless fool yet I was lost In a swoon of peace You’re all I need to find. So when the time is devam

let him come into the city let him find his lucky penny let him put it in his pocket and shake it all around I’ve been to pretty buildings, all in search of you I have lit all the candles, sat in all the pews the desert had been done before, but I didn’t even care devam

when all that’s left to do is reflect on what’s been done this is where sadness breaths the sadness of everyone just like when the guys built the dam at otter creek and all the water backed up deep enough to dive we took the dead man in sheets to the r devam