Follow you into the dark
The grassroots campaignsomeday you will die,
but I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark,
with no blinding lights
or tunnels to gates of white,
just our hands clasped so tight,
waiting for the hint of a spark.
If heaven and hell decide
that they both are satisfied
and illuminte the "no's" on their vacancy signs,
if there's no one beside you
when your soul embarks,
I'll follow you into the dark.
Catholic school, as viscious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised
by a lady in black.
And I held my tounge
as she told me, "Son,
Fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back.
If heaven and hell decide
that they both are satisfied
and illuminte the "no's" on their vacancy signs,
if there's no one beside you
when your soul embarks,
I'll follow
I'll follow
I'll follow you into the dark.
You and me have seen everything to see,
from Bangkok to Calgary
and the soles of your shoes
are all worn out,
the time for sleep is now,
it's nothing to cry about
cause we'll hold eachother soon
in the blackest of rooms. oooh.
If heaven and hell decide
that they both are satisfied
and illuminte the "no's" on their vacancy signs,
if there's no one beside you
when your soul embarks,
I'll follow you into the dark.
I'll follow you into the dark.