Jesus, Etc

Ya queda menos...



Tall buildings shake
Voices escape singing sad sad songs
Tuned to chords
strung down your cheeks
Bitter melodies
turning your orbit around

Voices whine
Skyscrapers are scraping together
Your voice is smoking
Last cigarettes are all you can get
Turning your orbit around

Our love
Our love
Our love is all we have
Our love
Our love is all of God's money
Everyone is a burning sun