Cover me in mud and leaves
I wont be the one to fail you
Im a thousand gargoyles standing by your window
To be sure there aint no cure
There could be no one to save you
When the bad boys come to do you in again
So when they tell you things that you dont want to know
Or take you back to places you dont want to go
Youve got to bury that knife
Keep your face in the light
Because the one thing they cannot do
Is take from you what you keep in mud and leaves
And if you walk--walk away save yourself youve got something to lose
And if you give--give away you can bet they will take it from you
Youre not the same as the day that you came
You can choose dignity or shame
Youve got to bury your bones where you want in the ground
Where they will not be found by the leeches youre keeping alive
Theres a man in your hand
Hes got nothing good to sell you
And hes smashing a violin against your bed
To be sure there aint no cure
He comes creeping back to beg you
And a thousand gargoyles crash into his head
And when the feeling comes youve been here once before
That wicked feeling you dont want to feel no more
Youve got to bury that knife
That you keep stuck in your side
Before they dig that knife into you
And break into what you keep out of their reach
And if you walk--walk away save yourself youve got nothing to prove
And if you give what they take you can bet they will take it from you
Youre not the same as the day that you came
You can choose dignity or shame
Youve got to carry your heart like a torch in the night
Little keeper of light burning deep burning bright in the dark
I wont be the one to fail you
Im a thousand gargoyles standing by your window
To be sure there aint no cure
There could be no one to save you
When the bad boys come to do you in again
So when they tell you things that you dont want to know
Or take you back to places you dont want to go
Youve got to bury that knife
Keep your face in the light
Because the one thing they cannot do
Is take from you what you keep in mud and leaves
And if you walk--walk away save yourself youve got something to lose
And if you give--give away you can bet they will take it from you
Youre not the same as the day that you came
You can choose dignity or shame
Youve got to bury your bones where you want in the ground
Where they will not be found by the leeches youre keeping alive
Theres a man in your hand
Hes got nothing good to sell you
And hes smashing a violin against your bed
To be sure there aint no cure
He comes creeping back to beg you
And a thousand gargoyles crash into his head
And when the feeling comes youve been here once before
That wicked feeling you dont want to feel no more
Youve got to bury that knife
That you keep stuck in your side
Before they dig that knife into you
And break into what you keep out of their reach
And if you walk--walk away save yourself youve got nothing to prove
And if you give what they take you can bet they will take it from you
Youre not the same as the day that you came
You can choose dignity or shame
Youve got to carry your heart like a torch in the night
Little keeper of light burning deep burning bright in the dark