Antonia Lyrics

I gave you the love I was capable of

In the dark, winding alleys of Rome

And I pray for forgiveness for being so faithless

In the shadow of St Peter's dome

On those cobbled streets, where destiny meets

with a thousand types of demise

You reached for my hand, but did not understand

The sorrow you saw in my eyes

And your tears fall

So silently

On my pillow

We followed the paths to Caracalla's baths

And we found them reduced to rubble

A young girl sat there on a folding chair

She was stoically looking for trouble

And you sang me a song in your mother tongue

While you held me like a babe to your breast

And just for a second, no voices did beckon

And my weary heart found rest

And your tears fall

So silently

On my pillow

Antonia, Antonia

My weeping willow

Oh, Atlas shrugged, but you were drugged

On red wine and emotion

And when the world trembled, your figure resembled

A statue on the bottom of the ocean

And when the gods shook an unholy book

Down from the overhead shelves

I looked up at Mars up there with the stars

And found the fault in ourselves

And your tears fall

So silently

On my pillow

Antonia, Antonia

My weeping willow