Everything was new once But everything grew old I'm stuck in an abandoned town Scraping for gold Well everything had eyes once But eventually grew blind It all looks so much smaller now When I turn to look behind I came here to take pictures But I ended up with lines It doesn't make much difference though, They're both ways to capture time and If it means a single night Without stumbling into a distant sleep I will make the sacrifice I remember feeling good once But then everything turned bad Now I'm steady on my way Going back to what I had And if it's true, if you can only really love once I will lay it in your hands Somehow become a part of All that you have planned I came to find the shrine here Well it's a temple now instead It doesn't make much difference though They're both tributes to the dead and If it means a single thought That's not crawling out of the darkest place I will make the sacrifice And if you my dear across the sea Could somehow take notice of me I would make the sacrifice