P.S. Eliot - Hail Mary lyrics
[P.S. Eliot - Hail Mary lyrics]
As a subtle way of looking past
We neglect our instincts
And we live by the light of day
To alleviate my own dismay
I detain the process
And everybody sounds their best
It's the highbrow stream of consciousness
In a looming prime
Depending on the absence or the
Distance all the time
Love like intuitive alarm
A Hail Mary or a good luck
Charm dangled to clasp our interest
And our faith lies in the deprived unknown
You know that no one wants to be alone
Die young or impure
And everybody sounds their best
It's the highbrow stream of consciousness
In a looming prime
Depending on the absence or the distance
And it's a sad decline a trying pine
Depending on good fortune or
Coincidence all the time