To call heaven as a witness To bear resistance to tell it not in gath Misguided and bewildered - clouded in the past Weighed in the balance - and found wanting It can be daunting - intemperate to the last No sackcloth and ashes for me I'm lost to shame Put to death my honour these are lonely days
From time to time, now and when this time is mine I surrender I need a change, the things we give for Something strange - something strange...
Under the rose - behind the veil Confessions fall and the truth prevails A tissue of falsehoods distorted and disguised Surreptitious evidence - dust in my eyes The feast of reason and the flow of the soul Words that burn and thoughts that glow
Conjuring up - so don't look down Tempted to look back - laying hands down Laying hands down...
