Wait around for lazy saints and burn the eiderdown
There’ll be no distraction, neither sight nor sound
Waltz around like kings and queens, proudly glimmering
Of the flesh you own and the rot that won’t set in
Darkle, tinct, may I be frank, that you do still run
Though our story ends the protagonist goes on
Wait around for lazy saints, I hope you’re doing well
Because your disciples can’t decide themselves
Mother Mary, drop me a line
Your son’s been out all night cold and crying
And I can’t get the fix out his arm in the dark
He checked my spine for a watermark
And I came up spurious
I always knew I was a lie
God failed the polygraph
Everything’s broken inside
Mary Magdalene, what’s going on?
You and your boys and a squadron of dogs
That ate the body and drank up the blood
Just like any good follower should, well
Did they get halos?
Are they up there in the sky?
Wagging their tails
A hungry look in their eye
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Deeply-felt, folk-derived indiepop from Melbourne that balances lovely, quavering vocal melodies with twinkling acoustics. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2017