Well the glory goes to those
who do not seek it
reveling in midnight clothes
among the wicked
picking scabs from off their skin
and rolling holy deeply in
to the rhythm called the song
that does not end

you remind me of something
a song that I am and you
sing me back into myself
when I wake, when I'm sleeping
the song is a man and a woman
and everything else

and my mother is a good one
as they go
she does not condone the actions
that I do that she don't know
she swears nightly before resting
that I give her soul a testing
when I sing this song
that does not end

you remind me of something
a song that I am and you
sing me back into myself
when I wake, when I'm sleeping
the song is a man and a woman
and everything else

it's been years since I found it
I still go where it pounded
my ears pressed to the chest
of that one womans of song
she adores me, she ignores me
and I revel on
in wonder at something
so sweet and so long

I like the places where the night
does not mean an end
where smiles break free
and surpirse is your friend
and dancging goes on in the kitchen
until dawn
to my favorite song
that has no end

you remind me of something
a song that I am and you
and you sing me back into myself
when I wake, when I'm sleeping
the song is a man and a woman
and everything else