An Interlude Lyrics by Church, The

An Interlude Lyrics

    "they're going to send you away" she said
    Psychic angels spread on the top of her head
    And in the compartments of my dread
    The rush hour crush travels home to bed
    "you never seem to hear" she smiled
    Statues tiptoe for a glimpse of the child
    The lawns are always lush and wild
    Spacious floors bejeweled and tiled
    "how are you getting home" she laughed
    Mermaids drowned but i clung to the raft
    It's just the water in the bath
    An interlude for the busy staff

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