I was nineteen years old, those nights were getting cold
I was married in a town just north of here, now those warm feelings are growing cold
When I walk the town in the midnight hours and all I see is hope
I think back to myself and what I’ve become, all I have is hope
I see the drink fueled teachers, the mighty preachers, the paupers and the poets
I see the people who know me better than I do, and my god don’t they know it
They whisper you’re hiding now, and don’t be afraid to show it
There’s a girl walking through me, and we breathe the same air
She dances through my thoughts, like a mysterious, dangerous nightmare
Because a ring that binds my finger, keeps me from straying
And in the breaze beneath the church tower, she stood, her red dress swaying
I walk inside, from my thoughts again, I try to hide
I go to church to see, the devil and the priest
The priest grants me his blessings
And the devil throws me out, to my ***** release
I always thought I was a good man, but I no longer know what I think
I was always pretending to do good things, then into the devil I sink
I was too young to marry and now I must carry this gold that weighs me down
Sitting up on the hill watching my release wonder, our tiny town
Maybe if I’d have listened a little more at school
I wouldn’t be such a fool
The taste of chocolate is so good but they say it’s bad
You look so fine, in my minds eye, I must be mad
There’s an apple waiting at home, for me
But I keep tasting chocolate on your lips, that are forever sweet
again I go to church one morning, to confess my sins
Three knocks on the hard-wooden door, the devil lets me in
And you’re waiting outside to see if I’m alright
Still beautiful in the breeze
Ten minutes later the devil throws me to the warm embrace of my ***** release
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 3:47 PM UTC
I was nineteen years old, those nights were getting cold
I was married in a town just north of here, now those warm feelings are growing cold
When I walk the town in the midnight hours and all I see is hope
I think back to myself and what I’ve become, all I have is hope
I see the drink fueled teachers, the mighty preachers, the paupers and the poets
I see the people who know me better than I do, and my god don’t they know it
They whisper you’re hiding now, and don’t be afraid to show it
There’s a girl walking through me, and we breathe the same air
She dances through my thoughts, like a mysterious, dangerous nightmare
Because a ring that binds my finger, keeps me from straying
And in the breaze beneath the church tower, she stood, her red dress swaying
I walk inside, from my thoughts again, I try to hide
I go to church to see, the devil and the priest
The priest grants me his blessings
And the devil throws me out, to my ***** release
I always thought I was a good man, but I no longer know what I think
I was always pretending to do good things, then into the devil I sink
I was too young to marry and now I must carry this gold that weighs me down
Sitting up on the hill watching my release wonder, our tiny town
Maybe if I’d have listened a little more at school
I wouldn’t be such a fool
The taste of chocolate is so good but they say it’s bad
You look so fine, in my minds eye, I must be mad
There’s an apple waiting at home, for me
But I keep tasting chocolate on your lips, that are forever sweet
again I go to church one morning, to confess my sins
Three knocks on the hard-wooden door, the devil lets me in
And you’re waiting outside to see if I’m alright
Still beautiful in the breeze
Ten minutes later the devil throws me to the warm embrace of my ***** release