A part of me stands confused again
Watching it slip right
Through my hands
Put a finger on it now before it's gone
All of it gone it's all so wrong
Nothing could ever be so wrong
Put a finger on it now before it's gone
And leave a message by the door
Before you're gone
Maybe crystal ball is fortune teller
Maybe cards laid out as fortune teller
In the future tense as past
And fortune present here at least
Couldn't be more tied up by you
Couldn't you be forgiving too
All you ever think is
Everything gone wrong
Nothing I do can stop this
Saviour
(John Critchley)
You've got two eyes and pocket
Strange eyes of the visionary
No one knows where your name is
You only live in memory
When you walk down the street
They throw rose petals at your feet
I didn't know you were for real
Until I saw you today on TV
Live at 3
On CBC
They said, "The saviour has returned today."
They said that you were from heaven
They said that you rule
Well it must all be true
because you look so cool
They said you returned
To wash away the sins of the world
Well, holy fucking shit
Sweet Jesus, won't you touch me please
Set me free
Save me
The saviour has returned today
They said you were from heaven
They said that you ruled
Well it must be true
'Cause you look so cool
Your eyes are like pools
Come on sweet fool
The saviour has returned today