Mythic Love

I showed up late and tired to party for a friend

Parked my car on a street where trees grew along the fence

Then I saw you in the brake lights, glowing in the limbs

As you searched your purse for matches, cigarette between your lips

Inside, we sat entwined and forgot everyone

Our hands were fugitives in spotlights when the dark bar lit up

With the doors locked behind us, we scaled the fire escape

And fucked to a choir of screeching sunrise trains

You said

"This feeling, it's a dog in the mud"

It's a blade on the tip up your tongue

It's a bottle smashed on the head of a TV stud

Hearing my name when you cum

It's the Father, the Holy Ghost, and The Son

It's a mythic kind of love

Mythic love

Mythic love

Mythic love

I know one day when I wake up, there'll be a hole in the sky

And from that hole will come angel with bright, strobing eyes

And in those eyes will flash the brake lights, you were bathed in that night

With the trees along the street and I'll let loose the reigns of life

I said

"This feeling, it's a web unspun"

It's breaking the neck of a dove

It's a gun between your eyes when you're talking tough

Hearing my name when you cum

It's the Father, the Holy Ghost, and The Son

It's a mythic kind of love

Mythic love

Mythic love

Mythic love

Mythic love