Death of Me

When you came along When you came along When Mother never more Then death is out I took the knife I took the knife And right here Wrote a cross upon my heart And sing like here Held the ash Till it caught upon the wind It came for Like a curse From the cold I handed things When you came along When you came along See I believed in fate and fortune I took the rope I took the rope And right here Yielded it like a bird in hand And fearful lost To the hours Where I come to call a thing And if tears wet my eyes On the sacramental stain Another whisper comes before the psi Before the low weight I You'll be the death of me I took the match I took the match And he said My intentions into light And file and swing To the spark of a chorus crushing in And when our flame dies How will I get to make a wish Another whisper comes before the psi Before the low weight I You'll be the death of me You'll be the death of me You'll be the death of me