Once I cared
I drew poison from you hand
I was saved
Until the devil caught me off my guard
Oh how fine
It must be to walk away
Velvet your defences
I'm not here to take you
I'm a hawk weaving the mountains
A heron in the fog
Oh how fine you are
Looking over
The waves are reversing
The sky is high and grey
And all through the ruins
The bells ringing out
Oh how fine it must be
Oh how fine it must be
Oh how fine it must be
Oh how fine it must be