Paroles de Alba Del Orate

Just because I see lightning rods in your blinding swathe Just because God washes his love I'm looking for fractures in time To give me parallels To give me other selves when I needed it most Awakened love can wash it all Unread notes and floating bottles I fix the breaks, but blame myself These numbing tools have lost their touch But I drove it to the bottom Yes, I drove it over you But I drove it to the bottom Yes, I drove it over you