trials of the past

Just before our love got lost, you said
"I am as constant as a northern star" and I said
"Constantly in the darkness, where's that at?
If you want me I'll be at the bar."

On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue TV screen light
I drew a map of Canada, oh Canada
With your face sketched on it twice
Oh you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet

Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I'd be on my feet
Oh I would still be on my feet

I'm a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid

I remember that time you told me
"Love is touching souls"
But surely you touched mine
'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time
You're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet

Oh I could drink a case of you darling
And I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet

I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said
"Go to him, stay with him if you can
But be prepared to bleed"

You are in my blood
You're my holy wine
You're so bitter, bitter and so sweet

Oh, I could drink a case of you darling
I would still be on my feet
I would still be on my feet

hold on

¿soy yo diferente o lo son todos los demás?

You're giving me the coldest stare,
Like you don't even know I'm here

Why don't we turn the leaf?