The Swords We Carried

Back when I believed in luck And stones & crosses I'd put a coin found on the street Towards cosmic losses And passing graveyards in a car Tracing every falling star Luck was never very far from childhood causes And pennies kissed with wishes arced into the fountains And time was said to heal all pain And hope move mountains And all that could befall a heart Or break this perfect life apart The swords we carried could not do a thing about them Away I am going, away I am gone Ghosts and angels are but memories and visions And revenants are out there taking up positions But back when I believed in you You'd raise the sun and set the moon How could I help but love you holy as religion Away you are going, away you are gone But back when I believed in luck and words as spoken I found a lie could break and split the world clean open And grief became my company Pain so deep I could not breathe All betrayal is like dying in slow motion Is it luck that makes us shout or makes us whisper Is it luck that makes us wise or turns us bitter With our maps that point true north With our vows we sally forth The swords we carried can't protect us from eachother Away we are going Away we are gone Away we are going Away we are gone