#the soviet

[autoneurotic]

and whatever’s charming disappears while all things lovely only hurt my head as i gather stones from fields like pearls of water on my fingers’ ends and i carefully wrap them up in boxes, safe from windows, from things that break, and as nighttime shined like day it saw my sorry face and hair a mess but it liked me best that way, besides, how else could i confess? when i looked down to pray, well i was looking down her dress instead good god please catch for us the foxes

[st-hildegardvonbangin]

God is love, and love is real/But the dead are dancing with the dead

[jjennings0579]

When I looked down like if to pray, Well, I was looking down her dress... good God! Please, catch for us the foxes in the vineyard... the little foxes. So turn your ears, you musicians, to silence Because they only come out when it's quiet,

[jellllybean]

God is love and love is real

[dreaming-musician]

[a-sounding-board]

The Soviet | mewithoutYou

Easily one of my favorite mewithoutYou songs. Print available here!