I?m so far away you Pacing up and down my Does Jesus only a man who loses? Turn on my some cat on the saxophone Laying a litany of excuses
The madhouse in my baby's eyes She rubs a between her thighs And the genie comes out singing And she lives in forgotten song And moves like she is zombie Breathes steady as the keeps swinging
You hold on to yourself
Well, cities rust and to ruin Factories close and cars go In and the borders of her vision And she says, oh woah, woah, woah, As makes the flowers grow All the scene of her collision
Oh you know I would, yes, I I would on to yourself
in the middle of the night I try my best to outside The phantoms and the and the fairy girls Nights' like this she mutters, ?Open sesame? And Baba And His Forty Thieves' Launch her off the of the world
Well, you know one day I'll back And I?ll on to yourself, to yourself Oh yeah, on to yourself
Oh babe, I?m a thousand away And I don?t know what to say ?Cause Jesus loves a man who bruises But we can clearly see all life and fire and lunacy And excuses and and excuses
Well, you know if I could I Yeah, I lie right down And I?d on to yourself
Yeah, I would lie right And I hold on to yourself One day come back to you And I?ll on to yourself
Yeah, I?m come back Gonna lie And I?ll hold on to Yeah, to yourself, self, to