Bleak Crowd

Autumn Dyer

Bleak Crowd


Your tears are my wine 
Eyes weeping blood until you're dry enough to die 
The quiet beating of your heart 
Wakes me up to feel your pain 

Again we are like one 
Dying for our sin 

This love we share the only crime 
We're dying for our sins tonight 

Paint the autumn in the sky 
And fallen leaves claim back the tree but still abide 
May this dream last for a life 
So the yearning never dies 

Again we are like one 
Dying for our sin