Cure for Life - James Grant

On a morning just like this

Of eternal sun and rime

You placed your kiss

Upon my lips

For the first time

Your heart was the cradle

At the point of the knife

In your beauty

I found

The cure for life

In the Indian Summer haze

I see your colours everywhere

You’re always just around the corner

On these days

Your heart was the cradle

At the point of the knife

In your beauty

I found

The cure for life

In the blind and breathless dusk

You crawled inside the husk

Of my broken dream

Made me believe again

In love

On a morning just like this

Threw my past onto the pyre

You were the light

That lit my way

Out of the mire

Your heart was the cradle

At the point of the knife

In your beauty

I found the curefor life