John My Beloved歌词

John My Beloved - VÉRITÉ
Are we to speak first day of the week
Stumbling words at the bar
Beauty blue eyes my order of fries
Long Island kindness and wine
Beloved of John I get it all wrong
I read you for some kind of poem
Covered in lines the fossils I find
Have they no life of their own
So can we pretend sweetly
Before the mystery ends
I am a man with a heart that offends
With it's lonely and greedy demands
There's only a shadow of me
In a manner of speaking I'm dead
Such a waste your beautiful face
Stumbling carpet arise
Go follow your gem your white feathered friend
Icarus point to the sun
If history speaks of two baby teeth
I'm painting the hills blue and red
They said Beware
And Lord hear my prayer
I've wasted my throes on your head
So can we be friends sweetly
Before the mystery ends
I love you more than the world can contain
In it's lonely and ramshackle head
There's only a shadow of me
In a manner of speaking I'm dead
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ha
I'm holding my breath
My tongue on your chest
What can be said of my heart
If history speaks the kiss on my cheek
Where there remains but a mark
Beloved my John so I'll carry on
Counting my cards down to one
And when I am dead come visit my bed
My fossil is bright in the sun
So can we contend peacefully
Before my history ends
Jesus I need you be near me come shield me
From fossils that fall on my head
There's only a shadow of me
In a manner of speaking I'm dead编辑于2021/03/05更新