In the eye of God
With a mojo hand
With the breath of life
In a sinking land
On the coldest night
It's never enough
I can't seem to find
The man that I was
The perfect rush is just out of reach
And who would I trust
My soul
My soul to keep
Daylight never comes in this room where I've been
And from where I stand I can see the end
Like a hurricane blowing through my mind
Lines getting blurred
Between the Dead and the Dying
St. John's Eve as real as the rain
There stands Marie on the Pontious train
And I stay away until it all ends
Wash it away lord in sweet absinthe
One last prayer but I lost my faith
Now you know how it feels
When death knows
Death knows your name
Daylight never comes in this room where I've been
And from where I stand I can see the end
Like a hurricane blowing through my mind
Life is getting blurred
Between the Dead and the Dying
Daylight never comes in this room where I've been
And from where I stand I can see the end
Like a hurricane blowing through my mind
(Hey)
Daylight never comes in this room where I've been
And from where I stand I can see the end
Like a hurricane blowing through my mind
Life is getting blurred
Between the Dead and the Dying
Dead and the Dying
Dead and the Dying
