Faith (deluxe disc 2) lyrics

I never thought that I would find myself
In bed amongst the stones
The columns are all men
Begging to crush me
No shapes sail on the dark deep lakes
And no flags wave me home

In the caves all cats are grey
In the caves the texture coats my skin
In the death cell
A single note rings on and on and on

(It's the last song, it's called "Faith")

Catch me if I fall
I'm losing hold
I can't just carry on this way
And every time I turn away
Lose another blind game
The idea of perfection holds me
Suddenly I see you change
Everything at once the same
But the mountain never moves

Rape me like a child
Christened in blood
Painted like an unknown saint
There's nothing left but hope

[MOD NOTE: These lyrics are very rough.
If anyone has a different interpretation, please send it in.]

Two years away so
Down in the same soul
I've had nothing but blackness
Penning inside your head
Making you're always going to be dead

No one's going to have fun
Yellow what I say
Afraid of your eyes you used to doubt
Just a picture, picture, picture
Then you come and whisper, saying

(This is called Other Voices)

Whisper your name in an empty room
You brush past my skin soft as fur
Taking hold, I taste your scent
Distant noises of other voices

Pounding in my broken head
Commit the sin, commit yourself
And all the other voices said
"Change your mind, you're always wrong"

Come around at Christmas
I really have to see you
Smile at me slyly
Another festive compromise

[MOD NOTE: These lyrics are very rough.
If anyone has a different interpretation, please send it in.]

With wind for bed
A Christmas tree for bet
I find myself slipping (and your smoking lips)
Turn a bend
I beg to hear you (always fall out of bed)
All slipping in love (and twist)
Noisier than

My skin, yellow, green
And other such happy colour
No I feel so old and grey

(This is called The Drowning Man)

She stands twelve feet above the flood
She stares alone across the water
The loneliness grows and slowly
Fills her frozen body
Sliding downwards

One by one her senses die
Memories fade and leave her eyes
Seeing worlds that never were
And one by one the bright birds leave her

Starting at the violent sound
She tries to turn, but final, noiseless

(This is called The Funeral Party)

Two pale figures ache in silence
Timeless in the quiet ground
Side by side in age and sadness

I heard a song and turned away
As piece by piece you performed your story
Noiselessly across the floor
Dancing at the funeral party

Memories of children's dreams
Lie lifeless, fading, lifeless
Hand in hand with fear and shadows
Crying at the funeral party