You were a loner,
You were alive
Among the walking dead.
He was a liar,
Would not atone,
Still leaving tonight.
He said,
“I love you, baby,
Like a miner loves gold.
And this will never grow old.”
Lost in the ether,
Down in the blind,
And not a word was said.
But he was neither
Vicious or kind
As he lay there and bled.
His hands were on you
And it felt just the same
As when he didn’t know your name.
He said,
“I love you, baby,
Like a miner loves gold.
And this will never grow old.”
Darkness will cover
A church in ruins.
There’s nothing left to feel.
Goodbye, lover,
This is your doing.
A heart against the wheel.