A Church In Ruins - From The HBO Series True Detective - Lera Lynn

You were alone and you were alive

Among the woken dead

He was a liar but not a tone

Still he went to your head

He said, I love you baby like a miner loves gold,

and this will never grow old

Lost in the ether, down in the blind

and not a word was said

but he was neither, vicious or kind

as he laid there and bled

His hands were on you and it felt just the same

as when he didn't know your name

and he said, I love you baby like a miner loves gold

and this will never grow old

Darkness for cover

church in ruin

there's nothing left to feel

Goodbye lover, this is your doing

a heart against the wheel