[Verse 1]
If I were a foreign deity I would not hesitate
To ask you for your resignation, as my prophet
We can not have you and the future
In the same business anymore
(though the damage has been done)
And the money that we save on your relentless habits
Will be given out to those afflicted by your lovely breasts
[Verse 2]
Say that I was a little bit younger
And had a picture of a boy that I liked
You bet I'd keep that quiet
You bet I'd keep that safe
From all the taunting of the child in you
And the child in me
Their stones and sticks, so hard, so supple
[Interlude]
[Bridge 1]
Notice this: a way in, it's always a way out
And memory's fickle nursemaid is self idolatry
Trembling vanity
Let her drown
[Interlude]
[Bridge 2]
We made love to this smell only once
Felt the soft warm dark of the earth beneath us
Tried to make the solemn cedars believe us
Love is never vain
[Outro]
But Memory hatches, memory thrives and lives
And will not be undone by a little black dress
There's always here. There's always less