Here you touch the holiness of your lips
Snare your tears away to the holy of your lips
And I don't why, and I don't why
And I don't why, and I don't why
But I don't even know what I know anymore
And (?) of my lonely-lonely heart
(?) on fire, the land's been (?)
And I don't why, and I don't why
And I don't why, and I don't why
But I don't even know what I know anymore
But I don't even know what I know anymore
But you are forgiven, you are forgiven