Woven Hand - Dirty Blue

This fear is only the beginning 
All for the loving hand 
Yes I smile and I agree 
It is a good night to shiver 
A good tongue might make it right 
All I've said above a whisper 

There is a sorrow to be desired 
To be sorrows desire 
There is a sorrow to be desired 
To be sorrows desire 

What they say is true 
It is a dirty blue 
This color around you 
Your curled up warm 
In your own little corner of Sodom 
Did you agree to believe 
This fall has no bottom 

There is a sorrow to be desired 
To be sorrows desire 
There is a sorrow to be desired 
To be sorrows desire 

All we move by the book of numbers 
I'm held together by string 
I hear not the voices of others 
The bells of Leuven ring 
Fear not the faces of brothers 
I've come apart it seems 
I see not the faces are covered 
And I, I'm in your amber ring 
Your amber ring... 

What they say is true 
It is a dirty blue 
This color around you 
There is a sorrow to be desired 
To be sorrows desire 
There is a sorrow to be desired 
To be sorrows desire