The glory

Oh the glory is in you
in bed, my life it is in bed
it's my wife
the souls we see
the shadowless wings
we ride into a cold night in June
with scars on our backs

the gangly trees
the life machines
the truth is in me
when I swear to you
the cancer will fade

Oh the glory is in you
and I'd murder it if I could get
the separation of what's in your head
and the dreams we seek

I will take your bones
so white and clean
and wash them out to sea
the sharks will come
I want to fuck and swim
and rip them all to pieces
God, I want to swim

oh by the shore I see
we could be holding hands as ghosts
and whatever goes I'll be eternally

drifting by your lonely side