Love crawled away
And I said safe
Time stretched our touches
And I said delay
Why don’t soldiers of fortune
Get the last wrecking ball
Make last what you love, man
Make last what you love
Perhaps bothered angels
Floated down to touch sin
Leftover madness
Is tomorrow head’n in
Bothered be laughter
Set out in stone
Hallow’d be thy casting stone
Full may its splash be charged