Texty: David Gray. Flesh. Mystery of Love.

The city gates at twilight
And a red ship sinking
Behind winters gray wall
Ice in the wind

But a fire in the embers of my heart as darkness falls
In a candlelit room where your eyes are laughing
Smoking on the red chair and nothing in the world
'Cept the beating of my heart against the nerves of the air

And I know theres a light at the end of the tunnel
Cause I taste it on your lips and I feel a weight
That can bend me double
You lift it with your fingertips

So often it happens that words prove useless
In the face of how it feels
So it is as the mystery of love keeps growing
The more my heart reveals

Temptations endless whispers
Try to keep it in perspective so much to distract
Walking on a wire while your juggling desire
It's all part of this balancing act

And it gets hard to know just what you believe
As the argument rages on
But for all of the talk, it's only true to say
That if you have no hope, there is none

A tangle of tongues, flesh flowers and thistles
Of conscience, spittle and skin
And we can't change the past
So well raise this cup to our lips and drink it all in

And meantime back in civilization
The rain is cold as steel
But the mystery of love, it just keep growing
The more my heart reveals

As sure as the rose, the bright day blooms
As surely still it fades
And the night kindles stars on empty winds
And ghosts along the colonnades

And slow but sure the sands are falling
As the bridge burns beneath the wheel
And the mystery of love, it just keeps growing
The more my heart reveals

The more my heart reveals
The more my heart reveals
The more my heart reveals