Reverend Girl

We are for today

We are for the moment



We are a crusade

But we are invalid



I 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