Bowerbirds Crooked Lust
I was born a ghost
An apparition
Filled with holes
And contradiction
And I fear I'm the only one
So I wake early
Watch the leaves quake
And the first light braze the trees
I hide myself in a secret place
Here I know my heart
I know it's careless
But, darling, you seem like you're feeling sad
Maybe you're my perfect fix
My conscience is
My conscience is an avalanche
Majestic
Bewildering
And holy and careless
I live with the tides
I live in reverence
And know the days are endless, endless
But, darling, you seem like you're anxious
My conscience is
My conscience is an avalanche
Majestic
Bewildering
And holy and careless
Crooked lust
Crooked lust
My conscience is
My conscience is an avalanche
Majestic
Bewildering
And holy and careless
Crooked lust
Crooked lust
