Testo Holy Water Kiethevez
Winter water comes to me
And gives my heart away
Holy water in my hands
All I feel is that I breathe
With air that stills my eyes
Holy water hurts my face
Iâm lost
Iâm gone
Holy water washes me over
And I canât recall you
Iâm not sure I want to
Winter cold blood captures me
Somehow I canât be afraid again
Iâm not a saint you know
House of voices, river, close
And mountains barely there
This bridge leads to so much more
Held away the voices go
Leaving us to history
Holy water bares your name