Matty Three

Raise a sweet sign, in darkness grain blue, your eyes alight, come with me I moan, to this place of virtue, no one dies alone, we sail down the aisle, light many a fuse, make prayers of our lives, steer an even course, swollen by your perfume, temptation is all we know, you are my sight, more than any muse. only you can decide, where we’ll grow old, who will bring the news, to lives in the fold, bells ring out the night, our journey fires the truth, your tears tell me why, I really do love you.