Jeffrey Martin - Sculptor lyrics
[Jeffrey Martin - Sculptor lyrics]
Out across the dying engine are
The cities mocking heaven
Plans to fill the decades
Plans to keep death hidden
Swing away until the sun goes
Trade your soul for a photo
And stories that we all know
Are empty in the end
But, you wrote a letter like a sculpture
And I cried and let the day go
I miss your breath on my shoulder
I miss your breath on my shoulder
Driving north through California
The sun is on the sea
I know exactly who I am
It's not who I want to be
The space between goes on forever
A blessing and a curse a dreamer and a liar
The devil in the church
But, you wrote a letter like a sculpture
And I cried and let the day go
I miss your breath on my shoulder
I miss your breath on my shoulder
Silver-tongued, the blood in my veins
A salesman with a dark flame
Nothing matters in the end child
You're only here for a short while
And sadness is a blanket
A comfort in the chains
I wear when I am hopeless
And too afraid to change
But, you wrote a letter like a sculpture
And I cried and let the day go
I miss your breath on my shoulder
I miss your breath on my shoulder
The cities mocking heaven
Plans to fill the decades
Plans to keep death hidden
Swing away until the sun goes
Trade your soul for a photo
And stories that we all know
Are empty in the end
But, you wrote a letter like a sculpture
And I cried and let the day go
I miss your breath on my shoulder
I miss your breath on my shoulder
Driving north through California
The sun is on the sea
I know exactly who I am
It's not who I want to be
The space between goes on forever
A blessing and a curse a dreamer and a liar
The devil in the church
But, you wrote a letter like a sculpture
And I cried and let the day go
I miss your breath on my shoulder
I miss your breath on my shoulder
Silver-tongued, the blood in my veins
A salesman with a dark flame
Nothing matters in the end child
You're only here for a short while
And sadness is a blanket
A comfort in the chains
I wear when I am hopeless
And too afraid to change
But, you wrote a letter like a sculpture
And I cried and let the day go
I miss your breath on my shoulder
I miss your breath on my shoulder