Not Alone
Michael Gira
[Verse 1]
In separate sections, the bodies fall
The leaves are purple, the grass is red
I love your music, I love your style
The light inside you leaks through your eyes
[Verse 2]
The golden liquid that washed your face
Contains my secrets and bitter taste
I love your music, I love your throat
The light inside me feeds like a golden rope
[Outro]
And I alone see through your eyes
And I alone will never die
And I alone can taste your hand
And I alone am sanctified
And I alone can smell your hair
And I alone feed you the air
And I alone can steal your breath
And I alone prevent your death
And I alone am not alone
And I alone am not alone