Songtext von Candle Leaping

A cigarette sits pressed between his lips, tipped and lit, it’s bittersweet Twirled through calloused fingertips, he flicks and kills it with his feet Searing sun, palo verde tree, back meets bark, he feels the heat Hand meets heart, he feels it beat, stares and sighs, it’s incomplete Is there love for these hearts? is there beauty for these eyes? Can we get some peace of mind? is there truth for all the lies? He bites his lip and rubs his eye, holds his breath and shoos a fly Squints and scans the sweeping sky. wonders when and whispers, “why?” He feels it deep and wants it bad to fill the cavern in his core Chicken scratch on his warn notepad, lonely latch on a labyrinth door Rosy mouth, resplendent hair, her garden grows in golden light She paints a picture, prays a prayer and kisses away his night Holding her helps him forget his unavailing breath His fleeting, failing, futile course and his impending death