Quicksand Jesus - Skid Row

She caught the melting sky
It burned but still the winter passes
By and by
To the other side

A slow parade of wind
That blows through threes
That wilted with the season´s children

Are we saved by the words
Of bastard saints
Do we live in fear or faith
Tell me now who´s behind the rain

A maze of tangled grace
The symptoms of for real are
Crumbling from embrace
But still we chase...

The shadows of belief
And new religion clouds
Our visions of the roots of our souls

Are we ashamed of our own fate
Or play the fool for our own sake
Tell me who´s behind the rain

What do we need where do we go
When we get where we don´t know
Why should we doubt
The virgin white of fallen snow
When faith´s our shelter from the cold

Ooo!
What do we need where do we go
When we get where we don´t know
Why should we doubt
The virgin white of fallen snow
When faith´s our shelter from the cold

Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
Without you
Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
Without you
Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
Far away

Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
Quicksand Jesus I need you
Quicksand Jesus I belive you
Quicksand I´m so far away
I´m so far away

Yeee yee...
Ooo ooooo!
Ooo ooo!
Ooo ooooo!
Oooo!