Reverend Girl
Brian Vander Ark
We are for today
we are for the moment
We are a crusade
but we are invalid
1 am rummaging
stained my hands on her antique
2 am
Reverend girl
I am so indifferent
I am whatever
3 am cellophane
suffocates my favorite things
4 am
The reverend girl
seems that the more we're achieving, the less chance of leaving this world
with a reverend girl
Another lover wakes me
head upon a window pane
before the thunder shook us
she could always smell the rain
A year is dissipating
another hail cannot disdain
never mind the thunder
now my lover smells like
now my lover smells like
now my lover smells like rain