This feeling speaks

With the quiet flutes of fall

That disturb the sleep of sunken images

The memory of voices in abandoned rooms 



Walk with me

Walk with me down to the river's edge

Walk with me

Where the secrets lie and wait 



These wounds bleed

The solemn pride of mourning

An overwhelming pain nourishing the flame

The cold embrace of breaking hearts 



Take this pain away

Don't take this pain away

Take this pain away

Don't take this pain away 



Walk with me

Walk with me down to the water's edge

Walk with me

Where the mirrors lie and wait 



It's breathing darkly through a lonely man

The kiss of Brother Cain 



Walk with me

Walk with me down to the water's edge

Walk with me

Where the secrets lie and wait 



This sadness speaks

Of golden plains and lakes of blue

Like the curse of a wrathful god

Like dew dropping from a thorn

It speaks of things in secret tongues

It is speaking out a name 



Take this pain away

Don't take this pain away

Take this pain away

Don't take this pain away 



Walk with me

Walk with me down to the water's edge

Walk with me

Where the mirrors... 



...and the view from here is frightening