When I was young I watched the cars

When I was  

young I chewed the  

leaves

I found a love She gave me dreams

So cold and  

lonely So all a

lone

I  

took the cold bright  

needle I  

used it as a  

sword

My  

eyes have seen the  

glory of The  

coming of the  

Lord

I  

burned across the d

elta I  

swam across the f

ord

My  

eyes have seen the  

glory of The  

coming of the  

Lord

I gambled in two graveyards I won against the odds

With the saints And the saviours With the  

maggots and the  

gods

I cursed the things they showed me I could never see again

And the howling of the wind at night I

wrote upon the  

rain

I found the thing For which I prayed

With a heart of  

stone And now I  

know