Songwriter: leo crandall
In your body of sweat, salty and raw,
Calamities rise, calamities fall.
You mortify flesh for the queue.
I guess it’s something to do.
Please don’t be sad my love you whispered in my ear.
In your body of sweat, salty and raw
Mozita, the mournful is filling me with awe.
Baby, take this broken-handed heart. The wound is thine.
Baby, hold together what’s apart, down the line.
You said not to love the ones that don’t love
You said not to love the others that do.
You said for the wrongs you’ll have to pay.
Not those that you’ve done, those done to you.
Please don’t be sad my love she whispered in my ear.
You said not to love the ones that won’t love
Mozita the shameful triangulates taboo.
On a column of air we’re both gonna rise,
Aloft in the cooling of the sky.
Bound one to one at the end of the day
Til one falls away
Please don’t be sad my love I whispered in your ear.
On a column of air were both gonna rise
The guardian of virtue is the keeper of the vice