Reverend Girl

We are for today
We are for the moment
We are a crusade
We are invalid

1 AM rummaging
Stain my hands on her and
2 AM
The lathering girl

I am so indifferent
I am whatever

3 AM cellophane
Suffocates my favorite things
4 AM
With the lathering girl

Seems that the more we're achieving
The less chance of leaving this world
With the lathering girl

Another lover wakes me
Head upon a window pane
Before the thunder she comes
She could always smell the rain

The year is dissipating
Another elk enough to stay
But never more in the thunder
Now my lover smells like
Now my lover smells like rain

With the lathering girl
Seems that the more we're achieving
The less chance of leaving this world

With the lathering girl
Seems that the more we're achieving
The less chance of leaving this world

With the lathering girl
With the lathering girl