Church In This Room
Oh the avenging angel Shiver in the way of her stare I will admit that she never loved me But I admit that I didn't care And it's too damned late to buy the gate And why close it if your heart isn't there And since you know it all I could give you a call I could give you something fine to compare yourself to My eyes begin to ache in the cold electric light There are no windows in this room In which we've been sitting all our lives Some incredible distance Some incredible place Sometimes I think, sometimes I sink In some incredible race And it's too damned soon for a man of fortune To have to run or lose his face And since you know it all I could give you a call I could give you a lot more than a taste of yourself, too
