Lyrics

I can remember it so well, the bed of roses where we lay The crown of thorns I was so keen to give away All the warning signs ignored, the passion's played I could foresee what was to come, I had a sense of what might happen The river runs and very rapidly becomes a torrent Sweeping us towards our ricochet It takes a lifetime to unravel all the threads That have tied us in these webs of tourniquet I stake no claim on memory, I stand on ceremonial quicksand I look for something with solidity to hold Something lasting, something pristine with no sense of decay Can you remember how that was? Can you remember? It takes a lifetime's understanding of the flow to surrender Let the current sweep you away What if I told you I would never let you go I would hold you every step along the way? It takes a lifetime to unlearn all that you know To return the things you borrowed for a day