Rapture (Acoustic)

Hey

In the life of the wrong a love lingered on

Love lingered on to frustration

And if our love is so wrong, what should we do alone?

Or am I just a picture in a photograph?

Why are we stuck in this pantomime fearing a god who died?

One who would not deny lovers?

And I don't care what they say

If what you need is your faith

Then take a look at my face and know

That till your rapture falls to pieces

Till your rapture falls to pieces

Find in me, the room to breathe

Simple things like suffering

Life has gone this way

Life is gone this way

Still in the life of the wrong

We all moved along

Another life evolved to gestation

And so we made away

With the mistake we made

But she was just a picture from a photograph

So she walked in the baby's room

Knowing what she should do leaves me in

Absolute horror

She put her hands on it's lips

And gave it one last kiss

And sang some tune that went

Until your rapture falls to pieces

Till your rapture falls to pieces

Find in me, the room to breathe

Simple things like suffering

And I would and I would destroy your god

Oh yes I would, if I could destroy your god

Because you're born again

Until you're worn again

Until your rapture falls to pieces

Till your rapture falls to pieces

Find in me, the room to breathe

Sinful things are suffering

Till your rapture falls to pieces

Till your rapture falls to pieces

But, this must be

Just burn with me

Anything

Just don't leave

Until you find in me

The room to breath

And enmity

And suffering

She swore she heard the voice of Jesus

Telling her it was wrong to keep it

And one more thing

It looked like me

Back when it breathed

Rest in peace

Until the rapture

Should come to meet us