The Woman You Are

Looking down lonesome roads so certain
Salvation lie over the hill
Driven by dreams that became burdens
Covered in blood that we spilled

Sympathising with the horizon
As the moon gently disappear
You whispered soft in my ear
Let’s get the fuck out of here

Cities and towns we would hang around
Turned into heartless machines
Burying grounds full of sight and sounds
But lost in irrelevant scenes

Mathematicians and magicians still argue
About wordless forces so clear
And you’d whisper soft in my ear
Get me the fuck out of here

Let the dead bury the dead you said
We’re only passing through
I don’t need you to be mine
I need you to be you
You’ll only find dice and dust
If you go travelling shooting stars
The woman I love is the woman you are

Remember when you asked where we were going
And I thought that I followed you
Travelling blindly without knowing
If love was enough to get through

All the lords and the changing of gods
Of promised redemption with fear
And you’d whisper soft in my ear
Let’s get the fuck out of here

Let the dead bury the dead you said
We’re only passing through
I don’t need you to be mine
I need you to be you
You’ll only find dice and dust
If you go travelling shooting stars
The woman I love is the woman you are