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