Вершы: The Cure. The Head On The Door. The Blood.

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Tell me who doesn't love
What can never come back
You can never forget how it used to feel
The illusion is deep
It's as deep as the night
I can tell by your tears you remember it all

I am paralysed by the Blood of Christ
Though it clouds my eyes
I can never stop

How it feels to be dry
Walking bare in the sun
Every mirage I see is a mirage of you
As I cool in the twilight
Taste the salt on my skin
I recall all the tears
All the broken words

I am paralysed by the Blood of Christ
Though it clouds my eyes
I can never stop

When the sunset's glow drifts away from you
You'll no longer know
If any of this was really true at all...