Winter water comes to me And gives my heart away Holy water in my hands All I feel is that I breathe With air that stills my eyes Holy water hurts my face I'm lost I'm gone Holy water washes me over And I can't recall you I'm not sure I want to Winter cold blood captures me Somehow I can't be afraid again I'm not a saint you know House of voices, river, close And mountains barely there This bridge leads to so much more Held away the voices go Leaving us to history Holy water bares your name