To call heaven as a witness
To bear resistance to tell it not in gath
Misguided and bewildered - clouded in the past
Weighed in the balance - and found wanting
It can be daunting - intemperate to the last
No sackcloth and ashes for I'm lost to shame
Put to d**h my honour, these are lonely days
From time to time, now and then now time is mine
I surrender, I need a change. The things we give for
Something strange - something strange...
Under the rose - behind the veil
Confessions fall and the truth prevails
A tissue of falsehoods distorted and disguised
Surreptitious evidence - dust in my eyes
The feast of reason and the flow of soul
Words that burn and thoughts that glow
Conjuring up - so don't look down
Tempted to look back - laying hands down
Laying hands down...