I see you on the bridge
looking down at the water below.
You see me and tell me your ready for love
I tell you if your ready for love then
come with me I will take you to the
Church of the saints
were they don't forget to pray
Ready for death
I walk in your room and you lay
there on your bed looking sick and sad
You say to me your ready for death
I say if your ready death then
come with me I bring you to the sorrow of the hills where
the graves never end and where the dead
never sleep If you come here then all
of your sorrows and dreams will fade away.
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