It's easy to get in
Too hard to get out
If i get to heaven y'all gonna hear me out
Them things that you don't want to hear
Ring soft and low upon the ear
What i have in mind
Trojan horsies scattered on the lawn
Played a minuet now you gotta move along
At once an angel and a whore
Now she don't call you anymore
What i have in mind
Don't figure it out 'til you're covered in clouds
Lavender you know her
Like a warm july malaise
Where everyone breathes your name
Like a worn out refrain
I stopped believing on that freezing night
I tried to find you i tried i tried i tried
Them things that you don't want to hear
Ring soft and low upon the ear
What god has in mind
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