Dream in August

I see you, yes I see you there
In the open arms of a first affair
Standing by the lamp that leads you down
Through the garden to far beneath the ground
You light a fire

I know you, yes I know your past
Jesus forgave you in the August passed
You wondered down that town you wondered down
From the shelter to the holy grounds
You light a fire

Boats out in the harbour and the sun, it starts to shine
Priests there in the parlour turn a riddle into rhyme
And you have died a thousand times

I've dreamed you, yes I dreamed your face
In the tarot cards, that head took your place
And yet it seems to make no sounds
In the empty room of an empty house
I light a fire