The Cathedral Swings

Meet me by the cathedral swings
Show me what you're made of
I will take my father's rings
Steal your mother's makeup

We'll paint our faces grey as graves
We'll paint our eyes like cats' eyes
We'll walk along the last new wall
And watch the dust never stop settling

I'll meet you by the cathedral swings
So we can see for certain
We'll go through town and make a face
At every closing curtain

And we'll go dancing door to door
And sing to ghosts worth grieving for
Beneath a tree where roots still rise
I'l hear you whisper
I've never felt more alive



Credits
Writer(s): Jeff Alberts
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