Skid Row

There's a sound in my head. Holy wine,
breakin' bread between time and what
we said drifts the innocence we've
shed. In this moment there's a day for
a sad and broken babe. there's a
fracture on this hallowed ground
where we lay One light burns, one
light fades. Behind the door are
better days. When the light
shines on me I'll know the world