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