(x4) Tell me who doesn't love What can never come back? You can never forget how it used to feel The illusion is deep It's as deep as the night I can tell by your tears you remember it all. I am paralyzed by the blood of Christ Though it clouds my eyes I can never stop  Never stop How it feels to be dry Walking bare in the sun Every mirage I see is a mirage of you As I cool in the twilight Taste the salt on my skin I recall all the tears all the broken words I am paralyzed by the blood of Christ   Though it clouds my eyes I can never stop Never stop When the sunset's glow drifts away from you You'll no longer know if any of this was really true at all (x4) I am paralyzed by the blood of Christ  Though it clouds my eyes I can never stop Never stop Tell me who doesn't love What can never come back? I can tell by your tears you remember it all. I am paralyzed by the blood of Christ  Though it clouds my eyes I can never stop Never stop I am paralyzed by the blood of Christ  Though it clouds my eyes I can never stop Never stop

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À propos de la chanson

La chanson évoque la nostalgie d'un amour perdu et l'angoisse qui en découle, mêlant des souvenirs intenses à une réalité insaisissable. L’artiste parle d'une paralysie émotionnelle, due à la profondeur de son chagrin, tout en reconnaissant l'influence sacrée du sang du Christ, qui, bien que sombres, lui apporte une forme de réconfort. On ressent cette lutte entre le désir de revivre les moments passés et la cruelle impossibilité de les retrouver. Dans ce texte, l’idée de mirages et de souvenirs évoque un contraste entre l'espoir et la mélancolie, symbolisant les illusions que nous nous créons parfois autour des relations perdues. C'est un voyage à travers la douleur et la beauté des souvenirs, éclairé par une quête spirituelle.