It's Never Quite What It Seems - Over the Rhine

and your face

I do know well

every breath breathes

farewell

it’s so still

no soul could tell

but one day

like this

the angels fell

and it’s never quite what it seems

and it bleeds

this setting sun

and my arms ache

from holding on let it go this dying light

makes it hard to tell

wrong from right

and it’s never quite what it seems

all the shadows of our doubts

and the light that burns too bright

soon burns out

and your face

you do know well

that the race is lost

hold still

'cause the first

shall be the last

those that burn with thirst

will lift their glass

and it’s never quite what it seems