The Verve Pipe

The Verve Pipe
Reverend Girl

We are for the moment
We are a crusade
But we are invalid

1 am rummaging
Stained my hands on her antique
2 am

Reverend Girl

I am so indifferent
I am whatever

3 am cellophane
Suffocates my favorite things
4 am

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

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

A year is dissipating
Another hail cannot disdain
Never mind the thunder
Now my lover smells like
Now my lover smells like
Now my lover smells like rain

OptimusPrime

Submitted by OptimusPrime at Fri 15 Aug, 2003 3:55 pm

Author: ?
Composer: ?
Publisher: ?
Language: English
Available on: Villains (1996)

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