Your face is haunted, haunted by a shadow

Of the ghost of one I knew

You sent a picture from those days in London

I'm looking at it, but I'm seeing through

I get the feeling

You're just scattering your ashes

Across the cobblestones

And rivers of despair

I see you running

To and from your absolution

Say a perfect prayer

Tumble down the stairs

Your words are fragile, fragile as a memory

I read one line and I could tell

You're running out of places left to run to

You're running out of any hope to run as well

I see you flicker

In the light of dying candles

That line thе catacomb

Cathedrals in the square

You'vе done the penance

But you feel no absolution

Say a perfect prayer

Tumble down the stairs

I often wonder if you can see

That one day you will find the furthest wall

Have to turn and face it all

Running from the bitterness of soul

You couldn't get too far, you know

You take it where you go

A burden born alone

Breaks you every time you fall

Retrace your footsteps

'Cause you know you're missing something

Must have misplaced it

Or forgotten it somewhere

You play this game

Of hide and seek with absolution

Say a perfect prayer

Tumble down the stairs

I get the feeling

You're just scattering your ashes

Across the cobblestones

And rivers of despair

I see you running

To and from your absolution

Say a perfect prayer

Tumble down the stairs...