by Steve Abel

C, Em, F, G x 2
Am, Em, F, G x 1 or 2
bridge: G#m, A#, G

Clumsily we go
Trespass upon one another’s hearts
But it is an unwitting act of love
For the heart is a locked dark place
That must be cracked apart

The heart is a locked dark place
Which is cracked apart
And the light comes in
And fills you up

Little death
The orange light at dusk
Sends me down a path to a stone
I don't know where you go

Little death
The pearly winter dawn
She drags her stockings on
And the colours fly from her eyes
And her body burns, an angel sigh

Little death
The orange lighted dust
Sends me down
The path to your soul
I don't know how you go

With a little death
The Lord sends us on our way
To where is that way going?
To him again some day
To him again someday