Oh the glory is in you in bed, my life it is in bed it's my wife the souls we see the shadowless wings we ride into a cold night in June with scars on our backs the gangly trees the life machines the truth is in me when I swear to you the cancer will fade Oh the glory is in you and I'd murder it if I could get the separation of what's in your head and the dreams we seek I will take your bones so white and clean and wash them out to sea the sharks will come I want to fuck and swim and rip them all to pieces God, I want to swim oh by the shore I see we could be holding hands as ghosts and whatever goes I'll be eternally drifting by your lonely side