The Veils
The Veils
The Veils
The Veils
The Veils
The Veils
The Veils
The Veils
The Veils
The Veils
The Veils
The Veils
This place is not for me, my love
This place is not for all
I'll prick my thumbs on spinning wheels
And join you when you go
If death finds me in love
If death finds me at all
That ship sets sail too soon my love
And one of us must go
And now I'm yearning for the light
Your weightless body draws
And though I have no faith in god
I wish for nothing more
If death finds me in love
If death finds me at all
That ship sets sail too soon my love
And one of us must go
So why should we know love at all
If all deaths' visit owed
That ship sets sail too soon, my love
And one of us must go