Am F C G In my dream you were beautiful, backlit, nobleAm F C G In the lowlight of the window, you were leaning on the edgeAm F C G The high rises and billboards, for perfume and call girlsAm F C G The steam above the dark road, the smoke around your head [Verse 2]Am F C G I knew you by description, the tall tales, the picturesAm F C G Your short hair and your lipstick, the smell of coming rainAm F C G I wanted to remain there, a voyeur, a strangerAm F C G Below you in the night air, just waiting to be changed[Verse 3]Am F C G Eyeliner and nylons, the calm upon your face drawnAm F C G Revealing next to nothing, a deal you don’t believeAm F C G The bible in a locked drawer, the past you gave it up forAm F C G The hymnal and the comfort in exchange for living free [Verse 4]Am F C G And lined up with the laundry, your slacks and all your stockingsAm F C G Suit jacket and the soft things you dance in when you dreamAm F C G The neighbors never mention, the woman they see leavingAm F C G Is the man who works the morning shift selling gasoline [Verse 5]Am F C G In my dream you were stone still, shadowed, half builtAm F C G A masterpiece of pure will, just waiting on the worldAm F G To gaze upon your body, a razor on a rough cheekAm F G The blaze of burning beauty, the saved and the worth savingAm F G A hallelujah waiting to raise the heavy curtainsAm F G A play with no good ending, a prayer that never mentionedAm F C G The glory of the question and the answer is the same
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