On Love

I watched the shadows change upon your face I watched the lilacs prise themselves from deaths impure embrace I felt the rags about my feet grow cold Beneath the calling stars above, we kissed through sheets of gold You can never have that time back You've drowned our beauty in your heart's despair It's all a cloud of voices now, the glitter shimmers in your hair The violence of a glance consumes this space This mask is just an echo yeah, a mere relic of your face Turn your back on love itself they ask Turn your back on love itself they ask Turn you back on love itself they ask Turn your back on love, on love, on love Oh to be rid this senseless shame Curled up at the bedframe, I'm still clinging for your name Ah, you always had the gaze of a dreamer But now the weeds have taken root and struck this space between us Turn your back on love itself they ask Turn your back on love itself they ask Turn your back on love itself they ask Turn your back on love itself they ask 'There is no excuse for what's been done' 'There is no excuse for what's been done' 'There is no excuse for what's been done' 'There is no excuse for what's been done'