The Church - Cantilever

You and ISomething else So afraid, doubtful light You and IOn our own So full blown in the night A for the angles and the algorithms B for your brains, what ya did with 'em C, see what we've done, see what we've become Delightful, delicious and divine You and ISo exposed Flaring out into white You and II suppose Never quite getting it right E for the elite and the easy way F for the phantom limb you still obey G, gee I feel weird, I feel strange Holy, horrific, and hard I don't know what you want to be I only know how I adore thee Remembering times I was on the inside And I ran to your side You helped me to hide The trap was so smooth Up the back in your booth With a bird in your hand A hand on your heart The stuff that we did The stuff that we hid The stuff that we drank And the blank that we drew It was always me It was almost you I don't know what you want to do now I only know nothing you won't allow Think about it when I'm after a bit And I'm down in the dumps and I'm needing a hit And your cut was so clean The split was so fair The water was green When you came up for air And the things that we saw The things that were true The things that we wore It was always me It was almost you Remembering times I was on the inside And I ran to your side You helped me to hide The trap was so smooth Up the back in your booth With a bird in your hand A hand on your heart The stuff that we did The stuff that we hid The stuff that we drank