Up The Junction
festering through infectious time.
I feel so faint as my life spills over you.
Backstep over glass as I repent.
I fear I cannot prevent myself from spilling your life all over me.
I'm so sick, so sick of myself.
Mother, say you'll pray for me.
I'm so sick, so sick of myself.
I'm premature in my decay.
Mother, say you'll pray for me.
I'm so sick, so sick of myself.
Shards of glass swimming in my eyes.
A small voice in the back of my mind that's whispering words I never want to hear.
I pray that you won
Saviour
(John Critchley)
You've got two eyes and pocket
Strange eyes of the visionary
No one knows where your name is
You only live in memory
When you walk down the street
They throw rose petals at your feet
I didn't know you were for real
Until I saw you today on TV
Live at 3
On CBC
They said, "The saviour has returned today."
They said that you were from heaven
They said that you rule
Well it must all be true
because you look so cool
They said you returned
To wash away the sins of the world
Well, holy fucking shit
Sweet Jesus, won't you touch me please
Set me free
Save me
The saviour has returned today
They said you were from heaven
They said that you ruled
Well it must be true
'Cause you look so cool
Your eyes are like pools
Come on sweet fool
The saviour has returned today