The Nazarene
Gone today, the painted idle dreams
That make you suffer
Crawl away, the perfect night and day
That was your lover
And start anew, the search
For a partner true
Washed away, the things you love
They last but for a day
The sea sways, the trouble and the chaos
Always have their ways
And so you bleed these songs
Like a Nazarene on the cross
'Til you don't want to live a life
That feels like always dying
These blackest thoughts the cost of
Always trying
For a life that cannot be sold
Hear her say, she wants you but she cannot
Come to love you
A child at play, your heart's a toy she fondles
'Til she's through
And now you know the weight of a man
Whose heart is true
'Til you don't want to live a life
That feels like always dying
These blackest thoughts the cost of
Always trying
For a life that cannot be sold
More than this, the hopes and dreams
You've carried all your days
A dying wish, the portents and the stars
Already say
You'll walk this line, if it takes you
All your life
'Til you don't want to live a life
That feels like always dying
These blackest thoughts the cost of
Always trying
For a life that cannot be sold
Writer/s: Ryan Floyd
