lyrics
Dancing over unmarked graves.
Unleashed by hurricanes, comes the pouring rain,
spilling down our faces.
How do we find our way?
The minutes drip in this casket of a room.
I ask her if she woud tell the truth, afraid of what she'd say.
She said, "You needn't beware, I would follow you anywhere."
"because I need you here to feel even a little bit brave."
Now she sleeps with the lights on.
I can feel her shivering.
I can hear the blackness whispering, "Protect her."
Sticks and can stones can break my bones so words won't always hurt her.
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DUSK,
released 01 October 2003
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