story behind the song: think an hour or two after the last supper if the big C and mary found some alone time.
Lyrics
the chalice is near empty
the wine left in some doubt
lines writ on the table napkins
like bloodstains of won't come out
no malice in the foreplay
of what the night decides
leaving the world to disappear
like lovers in moon light
one quiet dessert station
politics now passed
time becomes much later
runs beyond the fast
times like this i still forget
imagination's curse of second best
dreams decide, remake's a perfect fit
still as i remember
the last supper was candlelit
always wanted to be right there
somehow by your side
to leave the world, to disappear
like lovers in moon light
times like this i might regret
an imagination versed in what and that
dreams denied, the present laughs and trips
stilled as i remember
the last supper was candlelit
always wanted to be right here
somehow lost with you tonight
exploring your worlds
as lovers in moon light
