[Verse 1]
Holy Mother of the simple one
You can smile at me and bring me down
You betray your thoughts
All your prayers too low

[Verse]
And out of breath, you speak in tongues
And out of depth, your work is done
And your dream, absolve
And your path, dissolve

[Verse 3]
When your cradle rocks, her love comes down
All the pretty lies you prance around
And your dream, absolve
And your path, dissolve

[Instrumental Outro]