The Journey Lyrics

Love comes creeping

And Parts the knees

It sinks into the swamp

Where it learns to breathe

(O all those letters

I composed on the large white sheets

I turned them into sails

For all the ships you must meet)

Love takes the stage

And rips down the curtain

It eats up the cue cards

It won't take direction

(O All those phone calls I made

Down the long thin wire

I turned them into fables

For all the friends you admire)

And sundown brings it's own rewards

When your savior cannot save you

Your dark glasses cannot hide you

Not even in your house of cards

And all your guests must dance St Vitus Dance

And all your lies must come to pass

But like magic in a poison dart

Did I taint or cure your heart

And love climbs down

And dips it's lid

It's battered and bruised

And mottled and thin

(O all those hymns I numbered

Until I lost count

I've turned them to stone

For all the altars you must mount)