New Jerusalem acoustic

She keeps a bottle hanging like religon

right underneath the bed

She pours it in the sheets and vents...

Combats the awful things we did

Snakes and Plagues and her former slaves

are arising from the dead...

She grinds her heels as we bottom out...

..the horrible years we were fed...

And as the lights double back again...

We curse the man who invented them

I see a little bit of you in everything

Blowing up like jerusalem in me

How I'm in love with everything..

The girl with the golden back

Give me love in a telescope

and beat your heart like a marching band

oh I could bludgeon it

or bottle it...

or beat it back to bed...

But bleeding bleeds much safer streets

so pick up that bandaged dress..

and put the polish down

and leave the crooked ground..

You look infinite at best...

and as time gives god a rest..

we better bind our better halves...

I store a little bit of heaven everywhere

Even with the cabinets so dirty and bare

How im in love with everything

The Girl with the golden back