A Church In Ruins - From The HBO Series True Detective

You were alone and you were alive Among the woken dead He was a liar but not a tone Still he went to your head He said, I love you baby like a miner loves gold, And this will never grow old Lost in the ether, down in the blind And not a word was said But he was neither, vicious or kind As he laid there and bled His hands were on you and it felt just the same As when he didn't know your name And he said, I love you baby like a miner loves gold And this will never grow old Darkness for cover Church in ruin There's nothing left to feel Goodbye lover, this is your doing A heart against the wheel