[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