When you're no longer treated so godly As the heat is leaving your body Oh so cold Like the glow of lunar eclipses Goes the love in your hugs and your kisses A drought I could do without The flame is burning out As the trees are losing their leaves A religion that no one believes A bleak antique All the tales that no one remembers And a year without a December Delete Incomplete The flame is burning out As the rain It comes, it goes and all that we know Is pouring down But there always is a spark Even in the blackest dark The flame is burning out As the rain It comes, it goes and all that we know Is pouring down As the flame Like a story with no happy ending Or a play where no one's pretending The transgressions that no one's forgiving And a life that no one is living But there always is a spark Even in the blackest, blackest dark