Addressing a prayer into the air In the shadows of satellites So nobody hurt loves not for words In a world at the end of its night Oh everyone that left me They're so easy to forget Cause I haven't let my failures hit me yet. Your voice on the phone the blood from a stone These tears that I can't understand If I could heal would give I don't feel Or by silently giving my hand Well I'm sure I never loved you That would be to fierce and too correct But I haven't let my failures hit me yet It made my demon reveal its hour of living
And may he not leave me broken May he leave me broken So where ever I'm bound my ear to the ground And my thoughts on there way back to you As eternities slave, well you can write that on my grave When I'm finished resisting its truth While I'm shaking hands with darkness Its where the warm wind that I admit That I haven't let my failures hit me yet Yet while I'm shaking hands with darkness It is where the warm wind that I admit That I haven't let my failures hit me yet