(feat. Corrina Repp)
Take the ribbons from your hair
Take the paint off your face
I've been wailing in the air
In some smoke-smothered place
You don't need ornaments
Vestments, sacraments or armaments
You're as pure as the source of the Nile
So I think I'll go missing awhile
I've always been a prisoner of beauty
And you're the famous Alcatraz
A walk in the cool air is truly
Something I ain't ever had
Taking my own life
Lord I've thought about it so many times
But I'm pardoned by the warmth of your smile
So I think I'll go missing awhile
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