Requiem: 8:20 Latham - Remastered 2000

When I came to you there in that cold
Telephone pole
Horror of the night
And you came out to meet me
In that filmy thing and sat down on the porch swing

And I knew the moon would melt
Before I held you to my breast
Like that again, yeah
Why could I not die then?
Warm
Behind the curtains of your hair
Mhmm hmmhmmm

When we stopped the clock on that cold rock
Mixed our hot young blood with granite dust
And I raised my head to kiss the sweat
That hung like honey
From your goddess brow

And I knew the mountainside would be
Ten million years of dust and rust
Before I took you up there again, yeah
Why could I not die then?
Warm
Behind the curtains of your hair

Instead I was found dead and well, carrying on my life
With much gusto and death breath
Buried without casket
And no one writes my epitaph!
'Cause they heard that I'm still breathing and they think that means
I'm still alive!
I'm still alive!

And I knew the mountainside would be
Ten million years of dust and rust
Before I took you up there again
And why could I not die then?
Warm
Behind the curtains of your hair

Why could I not die then?
Since it doesn't really matter where...