Blasphemy

Let the water wash away

Everything that you've become

On your knees, today is gone

And tomorrow's sure to come

Tomorrow's sure to come.

I start to part two halves of my heart in the dark and I

Don't know where I should go

And the tears and the fears begin to multiply

Taking time in a simple place

In my bed where my head rests on a pillowcase

And it's said that a war's led but I forget

That I let another day go by.