Your face is haunted, haunted by a shadow
Of the ghost of one I knew
You sent a picture from those days in London
I'm looking at it, but I'm seeing through

I get the feeling
You're just scattering your ashes
Across the cobblestones
And rivers of despair
I see you running
To and from your absolution
Say a perfect prayer
Tumble down the stairs

Your words are fragile, fragile as a memory
I read one line and I could tell
You're running out of places left to run to
You're running out of any hope to run as well

I see you flicker
In the light of dying candles
That line thе catacomb
Cathedrals in the square
You'vе done the penance
But you feel no absolution
Say a perfect prayer
Tumble down the stairs

I often wonder if you can see
That one day you will find the furthest wall
Have to turn and face it all
Running from the bitterness of soul
You couldn't get too far, you know
You take it where you go
A burden born alone
Breaks you every time you fall

Retrace your footsteps
'Cause you know you're missing something
Must have misplaced it
Or forgotten it somewhere
You play this game
Of hide and seek with absolution
Say a perfect prayer
Tumble down the stairs

I get the feeling
You're just scattering your ashes
Across the cobblestones
And rivers of despair
I see you running
To and from your absolution
Say a perfect prayer
Tumble down the stairs...