Forgiven - Hothouse Flowers

The tide is turning

We’ll be rolling home

The fires are burning

We will soon be alone

To be

Forgiven

Forgiven

Forgiven

May the tall trees guide you

Let the deep river roll

May the moon abide you

We will soon be at home

To be

Forgiven

Forgiven

Forgiven

We have been wrong

But the light will save us