Dark grey clouds have sought you out
You're running through
You're running through a burning town
Western reins could not quite tame
The start and stop
The start and stop of borrowed clocks
Hands shake, raging
You've been caged in
Tell me I'm the mess you made
Tell me I will still be saved
Blood dries slowly
I am wholly responsible
Tell me I'm the mess you made
Tell me I could still be saved
Tell me this time
You'll make it right
Tell me I'll find
Something good
Something right, if I try
Something good, something right, if I try
Barren earth and violent surf
You've tarried on
You've tarried on under a curse
Staged applause with no real cause
Has crippled you
Has crippled you but you can't stop
Lips rush softly
Oddly haunting
Tell me I'm the mess you made
Tell me I will still be saved
You taste iron from desire
Tell me I'm the mess you made
Tell me I will still be saved
And tell me this time
You're on my side
Tell me I'll find
Something good
Something right, if I try
Something good, something right, if I try