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