I know I butchered our Exquisite Corpse
Your lines were tender and mine were morbid
I was just nervous that you would not be kind
So I poured blood on the knife
We trade off being so terrified
Let's find some bravery baby, and lay down the knives
I love you
And I wanna go on loving youThere's nothing holier than the laughter of our friends
There's nothing more I need, I have everything
I've got the gold in your hair, the sun in your hair
I've got the honey in your hair
And my hands in your hair night into day
Who gifted us this fate?
The glory of God, the wrath of God
Both make me afraid!Then relief floods my brain like a biblical rain
That we are ourselves
We are nobody else
And we are making out in the woods behind Brandenburg Gate
While the sirens fade
I nearly know not what to do
I am myself and you are you
I nearly know not what to do
When you see me seeing you
Frankie, I will read to you from Psalter in the park while you illustrate your day for us
Frankie, I will read to you from Psalter in the park
There's nothing lovelier than your laughter, my friend
And there is nothing left I need, I have everything
I've got all the love that I have ever known and the love is for you and the love is growing
I will praise this life for all my time's too heavenly to not build it a sanctuary to praise this life
Who gifted us this fate?The good glory of God, the great wrath of God
The gold heart of God, the true love of God
The blue blood of God, the warm breath of God
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