Sifting

Follow me
Into the fire
Where you will die
But I'll survive

The sun it burns my eyes
Now I can't see
Where you are going
But I can smell your perfume
In the autumn air
I grasp your scent but my fingers slip through
My fingers slip through

Look for me
Into the well
Where I once fell
And now will be
Yeah

But Now I can't see
Where i am going
But I can smell your perfume
In the autumn air
I grasp your scent but my fingers slip through
My fingers slip through

Why must we
Pretend to be
Numb to the touch
When a grace is enough
To make a heart beat

The sun it burns my eyes
Now I can't see
Where you are going
But I can smell your perfume
In the autumn air
I grasp your scent but my fingers slip through
My fingers slip through
Ah
My fingers slip through
Fingers slip through

Why must we
Pretend to be yeah
Numb to the touch
When a grace is enough
To make my hear beat

The sun it burns my eyes
Now I can't see
Where I am going
But I can taste your perfume
In the autumn air
I grasp your scent but my fingers slip through
My fingers slip through
Ah
My fingers slip through
My fingers slip through

(Jesus Christ man)