Lilies Songtext
von The Cult
Lilies Songtext
A finger on your mouth
Contemplate everything alive
All that breathes, that runs
You feel it all
Older than the dawn
Once it seemed like fun
In this city of gold
Bleeding and fading away
You′ve got everything to lose
Turn these bruises into wine
Blooms eventually decay
Reaching ecstasy through God's strained heart
Your innocent life
Your immaculate heart
Walked with pilgrims in the snows
Dressed like wolves in these exotic lands
You showed me how to live
Another way
Older than the dawn
Once it seemed like fun
In this city of gold
Bleeding and fading away
You′ve got everything to lose
Turn these bruises into wine
Blooms eventually decay
Reaching ecstasy through God's strained heart
Your innocent life
You've got everything to lose
Turn these bruises into wine
Blooms eventually decay
Reaching ecstasy through God′s strained heart
Your innocent life
Your immaculate heart
You′ve got nothing left to lose
Turn these bruises into wine
Blooms eventually decay
Reaching ecstasy through God's strained heart
Your innocent life
Your immaculate heart
Oh-oh-oh-oh-o
You′ve got it all to lose
In this city of gold
Bleeding and fading
Bleeding and fading away
You've got all to lose
Contemplate everything alive
All that breathes, that runs
You feel it all
Older than the dawn
Once it seemed like fun
In this city of gold
Bleeding and fading away
You′ve got everything to lose
Turn these bruises into wine
Blooms eventually decay
Reaching ecstasy through God's strained heart
Your innocent life
Your immaculate heart
Walked with pilgrims in the snows
Dressed like wolves in these exotic lands
You showed me how to live
Another way
Older than the dawn
Once it seemed like fun
In this city of gold
Bleeding and fading away
You′ve got everything to lose
Turn these bruises into wine
Blooms eventually decay
Reaching ecstasy through God's strained heart
Your innocent life
You've got everything to lose
Turn these bruises into wine
Blooms eventually decay
Reaching ecstasy through God′s strained heart
Your innocent life
Your immaculate heart
You′ve got nothing left to lose
Turn these bruises into wine
Blooms eventually decay
Reaching ecstasy through God's strained heart
Your innocent life
Your immaculate heart
Oh-oh-oh-oh-o
You′ve got it all to lose
In this city of gold
Bleeding and fading
Bleeding and fading away
You've got all to lose
Writer(s): John Tempesta, Ian Robert Astbury, William Henry Duffy, Bob Rock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com