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Lady Lamb

Prayer Of Love

 

Prayer Of Love

(album: Even In The Tremor - 2019)


The sight of the calf being cleaned makes me weep
I weep at the sight of the calf being cleaned
And I worship the street from my balcony
I stare at the moon, I swear it's staring back at me
And I will build my life a sanctuary
To never neglect to bow before this sacred time

The prayer of true love is the size of a universe
I feel it contract like the heart of the calf and then I
Feel it expand with your head in my hands
You can press the part your love into my palm when it comes on
And I would tell you how I love you
But I won't compete with this song

And I could never describe the heaven that I find in your eye
But I believe that I will rest there on the day that I die
So I will try to be kind to myself and to you
And to my brother and my sisters and to strangers and my friends
Now I leave you by the gate, where the Scandinavian sky
Is a slab of pink meat, and when you let go of me
That raw sun goes and gets itself lodged in my throat
And I choke down my tears, but I can't get no relief
For my heart leaves with you and I'm left to carry
This hollow body to a bed that ain't mine
Though apart from the relentless terrors
I find that I sleep just fine

I never hear a lick of what I say to myself
Even now I can tell that I'm not listening to me

[*humming*]

I wish that my words could be my nourishment
I'd like to take my own medicine past pouring up a glass of it
And I wish that you were here and that love could last
I'm not sure that it can't, I just pray that it can
And that is really all. that is all there is, yeah
Baby you're all that I want, you're all I really want, yeah
Baby, this is all that I want, it's all I really want, yeah

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