Well we are just a vision of the faith that never ends
Couple of drunks that made it to the bend
A drink and wink in bedroom
On the wrong side of town
Smell of hope gone wrong
Derelict we are the same
In the midst of faith
I ferget her name
Squeeze the bottle
As we drift oft
The shore
Love is
The
Child
She
Bore

Money takes with it a better quality of wine
Couple of drunks that made it to the bend
Love goes on forever as the passion ends
A wink and drink in a bedroom
Smile comes on
Love is a wink
She just loves
Anyone
For
Drink

Bore
She
A
Child
Butterfly
Kisses is the wind
Drifters of the life that might have been
Up down the coast of time in a window sign
Maybe just past perfect ah but she is really mine

Testament to a new wing and a prayer
Nobody believes she was ever there
From heaven to the shores of hell
All wear our burdens well
Every haven
has story
left to tell
Lover of
me

Child at her breast
We may not be perfect
But we passed the last test
Sunshine gleams upon the scene
Last of faith in a new child's scream

Never ever
Underestimate
The hand of fate
Wisdom comes
Even
If
It
Is

Late