Every photograph is peeling    the colors turn to gray, this day    there is always memories for days, these days    an undertow of futures laid to waste, embraced    by the loss of one he could not replace       and there's no reason that she'd pass    and there is no god with the plan, it's sad    and his holiness is proof, it's said    he could only know how you have sinned       the world swings through a passing fable    a fate we made a way, we say    holding on, live within our own ways    he lit a match, he laid in bed    hoping their dreams will bring her back, it's sad    and his holiness is proof, they said    he could only love you, it's said       oh in his last breath, believing    he'll make his way    if she's not forgotten    he's haunted    he's searching for escape       if just one wish could bring her back, it's sent    and his holiness is proof, it's said    he will always love you, he said