Sifting

Follow me Into the fire Where you will die But I'll survive The sun it burns my eyes Now I can't see Where you are going But I can smell your perfume In the autumn air I grasp your scent but my fingers slip through My fingers slip through Look for me Into the well Where I once fell And now will be Yeah But Now I can't see Where i am going But I can smell your perfume In the autumn air I grasp your scent but my fingers slip through My fingers slip through Why must we Pretend to be Numb to the touch When a grace is enough To make a heart beat The sun it burns my eyes Now I can't see Where you are going But I can smell your perfume In the autumn air I grasp your scent but my fingers slip through My fingers slip through Ah My fingers slip through Fingers slip through Why must we Pretend to be yeah Numb to the touch When a grace is enough To make my hear beat The sun it burns my eyes Now I can't see Where I am going But I can taste your perfume In the autumn air I grasp your scent but my fingers slip through My fingers slip through Ah My fingers slip through My fingers slip through (Jesus Christ man)