Текст песни
Hey
In the life of the wrong, love lingers on, love lingered on to frustration
And if our love is so wrong, what should we do alone?
Or am I just a picture in a photograph?
Why are we stuck in this pantomime, fearing a god who died
One who would not deny lovers?
And I don't care what they say, if what you need is your faith
Then take a look at my face and know
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me room to breathe, simple things like suffering
Life has gone this way
Life has gone this way
Still in the life of the wrong have we moved along
Another life evolved to gestation
So we made our way with the mistakes we made
But she was just a picture in the photographs
So she walked in the baby's room
Knowing what she would do left me in absolute horror
She put her hand on its lips and gave it one last kiss
And sang some tune that went
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Find in me room to breathe
Simple things like suffering
And I would, and I would destroy your God
Yes I would, if I could destroy your God
Because you're born again
Until you're worn again
Until your rapture falls to pieces
Until your rapture fall to pieces
Find in me room to breathe
Sinful things are suffering
'Til your rapture fall to pieces
'Til your rapture fall to pieces
This must be, burn with me
Anything
Just don't leave
So find in me room to breathe
Simple things suffering
'Til your rapture fall to pieces
She swore she heard the voice of Jesus
Telling her "it was wrong to keep it"
And one more thing, it looked like me
Back when it breathed rest in peace
Until the rapture comes to meet us