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Holy Life
too late to sell a soul for pardon
too early yet to slip away
two hundred sighs I now won't tell you
and any version ends another way
so make a wish while you'll still feel sober
I never told you what I thought you'd say
 
I'm ready for night we've lived for
come over here and kill those lights
you vowed to build a church around me
but I'm looking for a different kind of holy life
 
the seventh day of junior high school
the third weekend of our first college year
I've seen you walking in a hailstorm helmet
I've seen you dancing on a sea-claimed pier
so make a wish in these final seconds
I never told you what I really fear
 
but I'm ready for night we've lived for
come over here and kill those lights
you vowed to build a church around me
but I'm looking for a different kind of holy life
 
soon one of us should phone your parents
this half an hour is the time zones' gift
just lie a minute in the sound of breathing
under everything I've helped you lift
and make a wish for a Thursday morning
I never knew what I would have done if
 
but I'm ready for night we've lived for
come over here and kill those lights
you vowed to build a church around me
but I was looking for a different kind of holy life
 
too late to sell a soul for pardon
too early yet to change your phone
a hundred errands 'til we fill this apartment
but every one of them will bring us home
so make a wish before we give up wishes
I never showed you what I knew we'd own
 
if we're ready for the night we've lived for
come over here and kill those lights
we vowed to build a church around us
but we were made for a different kind of holy life
 
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