Killing A Dead Man (Phillips Grant-Lee)

Oh, you rush and you run To the ends of the earth Is your work ever done Oh, and what is it worth Blood on your hands Killing a dead man time and again Time and again Oh, this curse of your name Ain't no shower of stones That'll wash it away So you wander alone Blood on your hands Killing a dead man time and again Time and again, time and again Knelt by the low waters and wept Split every last secret you kept Oh, my troublesome twin On the verge of collapse Will this night put an end To your sorrow at last Blood on your hands Killing a dead man time and again Time and again, time and again, time and again Time and again, time and again Time and again, time and again Time and again, time and again