Reverend Girl

We are for today

We are for the moment

We are a crusade

But we are invalid

1 A.M. rummaging

Stained my hands on her antique

2 A.M.

Reverend girl

And I am so indifferent

And I am whatever

3 A.M. cellophane

suffocates my favorite things

4 A.M.

The reverend girl

Seems that the more we're achieving

The less chance of leaving this world

With a reverend girl

Another lover wakes me

Head upon the window pane

Before the thunder shook us

She could always smell the rain

A year is dissipating

Another hail cannot disdain

Nevermind the thunder

Now my lover smells like

Now my lover smells like

Now my lover smells like rain