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so i will not ask you why you were creeping
in some sad way, i already know

i have never known a silence like the one fallen here
never watched my future darken in a single tear
i know we want this to go easy by being somebody's fault
but we've gone long enough to know this isn't what we want
and that isn't always bad

winter worn me out like i was prada
threw up on me when the night was through
you can keep a dream in your mind
only to find it's the hope that was killing you

and i wish i could say
that the river of my arms have found the ocean
and i wish i could say the cold lake water of my heart
christ, it's boiling over

so i will not ask you why you were creeping
in some sad way, i already know

she's gonna save me, call me “baby“
run her hands through my hair
she'll know me crazy, soothe me daily
better yet, she wouldn't care

wondering who i copy
mustering some tender charm
she feels no control of her body
she feels no safety in my arms

ohh
let there be damage ensued and tabloid news
and that kind of love
(that's the kind of love)
(that's the kind of love)
(that's the kind of love)

the last time it was heard out loud
the perfect genius of our hands and mouths were shocked
to resignation as the arguing declined

you know when it's twelve o'clock in soho, baby
it’s gin o'clock where i wake up, i don't know

i have never known a silence like the one fallen here
never watched my future darken in a single tear
i know we want this to go easy by being somebody's fault
but we've gone long enough to know this isn't what we want
and that isn't always bad

i’d be home with you

the paint on the walls
come down like a waterfall
the goal i was aiming for was the wrong one

it's not the war, but what's behind it
oh, the fear of how men is near assignment
and everything that we're denied
by keeping the divide
it's not the waking, it's the rising

it's a kindness, highness
crumbs enough for everyone
old and young are welcome to the meal

this life lived mostly underground
unknowing either sight nor sound
’til reaching up for sunlight
just to be ripped out by the stem

all that was shown to me, sunlight
was something foreknown to me, sunlight, oh sunlight
oh, your love is sunlight
oh, your love is sunlight

some part of me must have died
the first time that you called me baby
and some part of me came alive
the first time that you called me baby

there's no plan, there's no race to be run
the harder the rain, honey, the sweeter the sun

bhfuilis soranna sorcha
ach tagais 'nós na hoíche
trína chéile; le chéile claochlaithe

you know when it's twelve o'clock in soho, baby
it’s gin o'clock where i wake up, i don't know

come and get some
skinning the children for a war drum
putting food on the table selling bombs and guns
it's quicker and easier to eat your young

honey, this club here is stuck up
dinner and diatribes
i knew it from the first look of
the look of mischief in your eyes

each day, you'd rise with me
know that i would gladly be
the icarus to your certainty
oh, my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

one bright morning goes so easy
darkness always finds you either way

play it from the bedside
is “stella by starlight“
there was my heart, the drums that start off
night and day

but whose heart would not take flight?
betray the moon as acolyte
on first and fierce affirming sight
of sunlight, sunlight, sunlight

if it falls
i would hold on for all it's worth
the future's so bright it's burning

but you spoke some quick new music
that went so far to soothe this soul
as it was and ever shall be
unearth without a name

i watch the work of my kin, bold and boyful
toying somewhere between love and abuse
calling to join them, the wretched and joyful
shaking the wings of their terrible youths