Tim Kinsella - My d**h lyrics

My d**h waits like an old ruin. So confident I'll go his way. Whistle for him in the pa**ing time. My d**h waits to allow my friends A few good times before it ends. Let's drink to that in the Pa**ing time. My d**h waits in my falling leaves. Magicians mysterious ease, Rabbit's dust in pa**ing time. But whatever lies behind the door There's nothing much to do. Angel or devil, I don't care, For in front of that door there is you. My d**h waits in a double bed, Sales of oblivion at my head. Pull up the sheets against the Pa**ing time. My d**h waits in your arms, And your thighs, And your cool fingers will close my eyes. But whatever lies behind the door, There's nothing much to do. Angel or devil, I don't care, For in front of that door there is you.