The Library

In the library she's up against the wall
Velvet curtains are keeping things from getting old
Rising and falling on old leather cover
With pretty gold writing unnoticed by the lovers
History's watching but who would ever know
No scientific volume can prove what it's been shown
They only proof the binding that tastes sweat so salty
And the little girl who saw them from the hallway
Skin upon skin upon leather that has words within
And lies within lies by a child's mind justified
Pray for your soul as they go
Pray for your soul
In her mind she's up against a wall
Old memories keep guilt from getting old
Hoping, she's hoping that someday they'll recover
If not for her they could have stayed lovers
Skin upon skin upon leather that has words within
And lies within lies by a child's mind justified
Pray for your soul before you go
Pray for your soul
Pray for your soul
In the library she's up against the wall
Velvet curtains are keeping things from getting old
Rising and falling on old leather cover
With pretty gold writing unnoticed by the lovers
Skin upon skin upon leather that has words within
And lies within lies by a child's mind justified
Pray for your soul before you go
Pray for your soul
Pray for your soul
And atone