Sons of the Cloth: Sound Samples

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)

You called my name, but I'm already there
it isn't the same, and years drift away
and everything must change, and I drift away
and everything must change, and I'm still the same

My misery, how can this be
your telling me, but I can't believe
That I'll be golden

The same as before, it often takes me away
from what's divine, a place that should be mine
I wanted to be there, but here still I am
I wanted to be there, but here still I am

Infimity, how can this be
it's killing me, I can't believe
that I am folding

Here I am again, same as before
how long until I learn, whats behind the door
one day I'll see what your telling me