Saint Harmony

Go on, set fire to the ground,
Build it up just to burn it down.
I won't notice anyhow....
Living life as Saint Harmony.

I have gifts he won't recieve,
And there's a growing old he'll never see.
No he ain't dead, but he's dead to me;
'Cause I'm living life as Saint Harmony.

Break the glass,
Oh, bust the pane.
Run the red over all the pain
It looks a little wrong,
But it's still the same;
Living Life......

That old dog outside of town,
Howls a lot, but there's no sound.
It's not like it matters anyhow....
Living....

I have a life he'll wish to be,
And there's a growing dim "him" memory.
Nah, it ain't dead but you know life ain't free;
And I'm living life as Saint Harmony.

Living life as Saint Harmony.

Living life...

Saint Harmony.