Climbing up, those church stairs
Hanging out, to a handrail
In rhythm with those church bells
Ringing like some angels
You never did save a dance for me
You always kept me the wings
Of some old burn
Waiting for the DJ to call my name

Mouthful of apple
Cotton in my cheeks
Zipper for my legs
I'm always dancing with my wrist
We never did have much to say
Always chewing up that dumcane
But to not say nothing at all
Felt too insane
So we talked about the rain
Fight like a titan
Swing with your eyes wide
Your hand around it's (stall?)
All those words that you throw
You never did put me in the rain
You always kept me
The crowd, calling out, shouting your name
Who's name they calling now?
Oh and they said light

Climbing in the church bench
I hung my head for them
In rhythm with the beating
Of an angel heart that sings
If you decide to come my way
Bring plenty that dumcane
It's not to talk
But just to hear


And if you decide to come my way