[00:00.30]Are we to speak, first day of the week
[00:04.79]Stumbling words at the bar
[00:09.54]Beauty blue eyes, my order of fries
[00:15.99]Long Island kindness and wine
[00:19.90]Beloved of John, I get it all wrong
[00:27.06]I read you for some kind of poem
[00:32.42]Covered in lines, the fossils I find
[00:37.65]Have they no life of their own?
[00:42.78]So can we pretend, sweetly
[00:48.95]Before the mystery ends?
[00:53.22]I am a man with a heart that offends
[00:57.96]With its lonely and greedy demands
[01:03.18]There’s only a shadow of me; in a matter of speaking, I'm dead
[01:12.45]Such a waste, your beautiful face
[01:21.31]Stumbling carpet arise
[01:25.57]Go follow your gem, your white feathered friend
[01:31.95]Icarus, point to the sun
[01:37.17]If history speaks of two baby teeth
[01:43.16]I’m painting the hills blue and red
[01:47.77]They said beware, Lord, hear my prayer
[01:54.07]I’ve wasted my throes on your head
[01:58.42]So can we be friends, sweetly
[02:05.30]Before the mystery ends?
[02:09.58]I love you more than the world can contain
[02:14.48]In its lonely and ramshackle head
[02:19.17]There’s only a shadow of me; in a matter of speaking, I'm dead
[02:54.40]I’m holding my breath
[02:57.12]My tongue on your chest
[02:59.52]What can be said of my heart?
[03:03.86]If history speaks, the kiss on my cheek
[03:10.36]Where there remains but a mark
[03:14.96]Beloved, my John, so I’ll carry on
[03:21.65]Counting my cards down to one
[03:25.82]And when I am dead, come visit my bed
[03:32.15]My fossil is bright in the sun
[03:37.62]So can we contend, peacefully
[03:43.58]Before my history ends?
[03:47.74]Jesus, I need you, be near me, come shield me
[03:52.98]From fossils that fall on my head
[03:57.48]There’s only a shadow of me; in a matter of speaking, I'm dead