It's hardly morning, It's early January
There's always something that's coming or gone
Out in the dark light I go walking
Into the quiet of this holy mess
But me and my lover
We told each other
Wherever you are
That's where I'll be
That's where I'll be
A head full of newsreels makes it impossible
To ignore your number in some magic black box
I guess I've grown weary and yes I've concluded
That nothing is sacred as long as you're bored
So me and my lover
We told each other
Wherever you are
That's where I'll be
That's where I'll be
Sweet Mother Mary, so many say they've seen you
But if I'm shown I promise I'll lie
'Cause most things are meaningless the more you get to know them
Down here love is the only gun I trust
So me and my lover
We told each other
Wherever you are
That's where I'll be
That's where I'll be
That's where I'll be, I'll be
That's where I'll be, I'll be
That's where I'll be
That's where I'll be