A moon on the asphalt A hole in the night A shadow in mourning Of such a sight Our gold disappeared Never to come back The rain took you with it Took you into the black No more life, no more art No more strife, no more heart No more someone who will say I love you no more No more fault, no more reason No more salt, no more treason No more someone who will say I love you no more Broken asleep on the asphalt The curse is true The curse comes in many forms Moving with the tides Our history in the eye of the storms The vows can be broken With intentions left unspoken No more life, no more art No more strife, no more heart No more someone who will say I love you no more No more fault, no more reason No more salt, no more treason No more someone who will say I love you no more No more life, no more art No more strife, no more heart No more someone who will say I love you no more No more fault, no more reason No more salt, no more treason No more someone who will say I love you no more I love you no more
