I have been tricked by flying too close
to what I thought I loved.
Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled,
and the lovers have withdrawn
somewhere beyond my squinting.
The amount I thought I'd won, I've lost.
My prayers become bitter and all about blindness.

Struggling with what’s trapped inside
Flying too close to what’s intangible
Distant
It might be unattainable…
Block it out, take it away, go, leave, come and bleed your blood of passion on
me
All over me
Please (come)
(come) dress my wounds

Struggling

I’m trapped and aloof

Flying too close to what’s intangible
Distant
It might be unattainable…
Block it out, take it away, go, leave, come and bleed your blood of passion on
me
All over me
Please (come)
(come) dress my wounds

I have been tricked by flying too close
to what I thought I loved.
Now the candleflame is out, the wine spilled,
and the lovers have withdrawn
somewhere beyond my squinting.
The amount I thought I'd won, I've lost.
My prayers become bitter and all about blindness.
How wonderful it was to be for a while
with those who surrender.
The blood spilt
The lovers smoked out and the stains of wine lost to the flames