My hands burn with the guilt of a thousand sins.
I let the glow light my way in the world I travel
I would let you burn with me let you be the coals
then we could let the flames grow higher
let them burn out
let the ashes scatter and float on the air.
My eyes drip with the tears of a thousand sorrows.
I let them wash clean the face everyone sees.
I would let you cry with me let you be the sea
then we could let the waves crash highed
let them foam away
let the droplets turn to mist upon the air.
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