Social Wedding Rings-Mount Moriah

歌手 : Mount Moriah

专辑 : Mount Moriah

语种 : 英语

时长 : 04:23

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TXT Social Wedding Rings-Mount Moriah 文本歌词

In a motel room in Colorado Springs,

We learned what impatience brings

To women who fool around.

That summer was a strung-out mess,

And you swore to God you had the perfect fix,

And a plan to get us out.

You said, "Don't you turn around.

Leave your strings at the door,

And just walk out."

I sat in the living room

And watched your girlfriend pack her things

To move away from you.

Our record: Buffy Sainte-Marie,

And we held hands and cried

'Til we couldn't see anything.

You said, "Don't you turn around.

You wouldn't like what you found here anyhow."

So I took a red-eye from the Bay,

Watched you watch the taxi pull away

From Mission Street.

The next time we would meet

Would be a train wreck of nerves and sexless sleep.

Mistakes made, empty hymns.

I said, "Don't you make a sound.

Nothing's careful in desire,

Especially now."

There were no accidents;

We asked for this.

But the South is not out West.

There's nothing gentle about

Our stomachs full of gin.

We are alive, and we have no regrets.

In a farmhouse in the Piedmont Hills,

We learned what impatience wills

To women who fool around.

If thievery has a voice to to sing

It's the choice and sound of moving hands

Over social wedding rings.

I said, "Don't you turn around.

Leave your strings at the door,

And just walk out."