It’s raining, what has become of my painting
All the colors are running
So all the colors run, so all the colors run
See what they’ve become a wonderful sunset
You say you want to seek the truth, but it's hard to find No one…
Out where the bright lights are glowing you're drawn like a moth to a flame…
I killed you on a tuesday Your head was raw and bloody Killed my baby,…
You're not quite sure what time it was You didn't know quite what you've done…
Murder murder! Did you read the headlines There was a death Just over there, on…
Elijah came to Texas To build his family a home With his wife and new…