Sister - Was it summer that we played til' we couldn't go on?
Falling broken on the ground as they called us to come
In the evening we would run to the field of the wind
Catching voices in the air, we would tuck them within
For sound was hope and hope has died
Leaving the rest
Hold me, come morning
Hold me, touch me
For touch is the feeling we don't really want them at all
I remember laying down in the gra** in the rain
In the distance we could hear someone howling in pain
For sound was hope and hope has died
Leaving the rest
Hold me, come morning
Hold me, touch me
For touch is the feeling we don't really want them at all
In the darkness there are hands clutching nothing but truth
Come we me beneath this rock and I'll show them to you
For light is hope and hope has died
Leaving the rest
Hold me, come morning
Hold me, touch me
For touch is the feeling we don't really want them at all
Hold me, come morning
Hold me, touch me
For touch is the feeling we don't really want them at all