I'll be erased, only time can tell how it will happen
Someone will replace childlike with naive imperfections


And "cast away your sins and you'll be saved"
The tales that you've been told, in search of all that's gold
Or so they say


Falling from grace is something that I wish could really happen
Solely for the taste, of a reassuring plan on how it all began


And "cast away your sins and you'll be saved"
The tales that you've been told, in search of all that's gold

"Cast away your sins and you'll be saved"
The tales that you have told in search of all that's gold
Or so they say