My heartbeat in the bedroom idling,
Our lives in drawers out of the shower in the sink.
Now you are alone
The blue hotel on the side of the sea,
When you go there with your hair and your name.
You can know so many songs, forget
How to talk at the end of a thought.
All good souls are the best dead people.
All good breathers now up in thin air.
So air so thick the pilot light went out.
A lover of lovers tore my glass heart right out.
Now you are alone
Its a clean, well lighted place
After the storm and after outer space
Even the lamb who stands at the end of the world is in on the take
All good souls are the best dead people.
All good breathers now up in thin air.
All good souls are the best dead people.
All good souls are the best dead people...
