Album Name : Rua
Release Date : 2003-09-09
Song Duration : 4:37
Clann Zu Words For Snow
So many call here on their way down below & I'll be here
burning till the end of time. Thoughts of the falling
burn from the ceiling to wall & I'll be here waiting till
the end of time. And nothing here is safe & nothing here
is sacred & the thing you care for most will crawl away
wounded as you tell it you love it, into the dark
recesses & hollowed out corners of nothing. And the last
touch is always the hardest & the last touch is always
the same & the last look is the one that will kill ya &
the last touch is the one that will drive you insane. And
as the night fell & the gutters swelled with the roar of
the pissing city & the falling balling & crawling below
he sat shaking uncontrollably by the window looking over
the pestilent street. And he sat & he prayed & he prayed
& he sat & he prayed to St. Augustus, St Brigid, Padre
Pio, patron saint of all sinners, patron saint of all
fools, patron saint of every f..cking dying crawling thing
beneath him, shouting out the names of the dead &
forgotten. And he cried out for Christ's sake help me!
For Christ's sake get me out of here! God of all sick
things get me the f..ck out of here! Release me!
