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hail mary |
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you're conveniently buried this evening |
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missed me dodging bullets |
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on a subject that is not worth repeating |
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i wish you were my mother and i wish you couldn't hear |
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i wish these memory lanes promoted growth instead of fear |
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i wish i wasn't forced to rob a grave to pull you near |
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hail mary |
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here's the new baton to pass in the relay |
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between the bathhouse |
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and the colored mountains lining the freeway |
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i wish you were my lover with your hands in place of ears |
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i wish that co-dependence could sustain us through the years |
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i wish that wrecking fantasies could pass for a career |
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no one turn the light on in the morning |
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someone turn the light on in the morning |
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somebody turn the light on |
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hail mary |
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is this golden ticket all that you've left me? |
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for the therapist to pawn off and retire off the proceeds |
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i wish you were in person what you are in souvenirs |
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i wish i could remember if my last words were sincere |
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i wish i could construct a better song for you my dear |