magdalene Lyrics

Quiet

It's oh so quiet in this room

Where there used to be some beds by the bookshelves

Patient

Patiently waiting for someone to open up a rusty door to a memory

There lying down beneath the earth

Their tiny hands reach out to you

Show me devotion

Show me this world is not the end

Show me your faith

Show me that sin is no more shallow than a grave

Magdalene

Well they took you in with open arms

Magdelene

When you left you were not whole

Riot

There's been a riot in your head

Where there once used to be some hope of a future

Absent

Absently waiting for the end of the hypocrisy of them

But there's no ending

And while you're waiting for the truth

Their tiny hands reach out for you

The children in the tanks

A crowd of empty hands

And you - alone through it all

How could it be that love could turn into such pain

And what they gave you there they dare call mercy?

You never wanted it to start

You only wanted to reach out your palms

Hold the present in your hands

Instead your clinging to an empty past