We're both dirty, baby- that's just the way it goes We'll try to cut the fuses off before everything blows And if it blows and both of us are standing real close by Then both of us'll feel the blast and both of us'll die But dying's overrated, it's a ticket on a train And as long as i can hold your hand, i'll know that i'm still sane Maybe i'm an idiot for thinking that that's true But i believe that Jesus knew what He was doing when He gave me you
Lately I've been wondering- what are we gonna do when we wake up in the morning and its just me and you? Cause we ain't never done this thing but I guess that's how it goes You breathe deep as it comes to you and hold tight when it blows And if it blows and both of us are standing real close by Then both of us'll feel the blast and both of us'll die And dying's underrated, it's a ticket to the feast- The one we're all invited to, from the greatest to the least
I hope we sit together when Jesus serves the wine So I can look into your eyes when I taste it the first time And I know there's no secrets when you're sitting at that table But I believe we'll smile real knowingly when we read the label And it says "passion sacrificed to keep from going crazy." We'll tip our glasses to the Host who used to look so hazy And drink it down all sweet and slow and slip inside His mind And realize as it goes down- this is communion wine
This is communion wine This is communion wine This is communion wineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
