I’m sorry, sir, for speaking to you
With my tongue only ever in my cheek
But I love you, oh I do

And I’m sorry, ma’am, for speaking to you
With my tongue grasped in my teeth
I spoke my blood, but oh! you were loved

(I wonder if they'll forgive those sins?)

Im sorry, I am, how could I ever apologize?
You trusted me, but I let that die
And I know an apology can’t suffice
I’m sorry, I guess a lot of things die

(No matter what, I love you)

And when I finally go to sleep
What will happen to my soul?
I wonder, will I drown in a river of gold?

Will there be rest in my sleep?
I wonder if it’s like I’ve been told
Oh, I’m holding out for a river of gold


(My eyes are looking away, I’m sorry!)
(Remember me, please? My eyes are closed)

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