This song is directly inspired by Omar Khayyám ’s poem (translated by Jessica Cadell) and deals with purging the idea of damnation from oneself.
I follow you follow
I follow and fallen
You follow I follow
You follow and fallen
Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Only comes around once
Once these days
Without no warning
Never warns me anymore
But what I want now
Is not a place
Sigh for a while
I try to find a way
For the way I feel about you
There’s something in the way
Our hearts are made today
From a polymer
From the blackest coal
And it’s like me
Oh it’s not like me
To be so good
No fear of hellfire
No fear of hellfire
Makes me feel good
All along the wayside I found
Skeletons of the old day
I try to find my way beside
The one I want to be beside
But always, always I fall back
Then again I know that life
Is not meant for happiness
But something like it
Life is very hard
Let’s try to find the way
And i found something out
I found romance
I played my cards right
Or I played them wrong
And it’s like me
Oh it’s not like me
To be so good
No fear of hellfire
No fear of hellfire
Makes me feel good