it's easy to get in
too hard to get out
if i get to heaven y'all gonna hear me out
them things that you don't want to hear
ring soft and low upon the ear
what i have in mind
trojan horsies scattered on the lawn
played a minuet now you gotta move along
at once an angel and a whore
now she don't call you anymore
what i have in mind
don't figure it out 'til you're covered in clouds
lavender you know her
like a warm july malaise
where everyone breathes your name
like a worn out refrain
i stopped believing on that freezing night
i tried to find you i tried i tried i tried
them things that you don't want to hear
ring soft and low upon the ear
what god has in mind
