It's the perfect day
For the angels to be wrong
It's the perfect day
To fall in love with you
And fall backwards into lamb's blood
And light a cigarette
And let it burn our lungs as we kiss
It's the perfect
Day
For an apple to fall from a tree
For you to finger it lightly and let
The grass take care of the rest
And me to say i love You
While you nail me into your bedsheets
Arms outstretched, like some kind of saviour
It's the perfect way to say
What a word never do
Or a kiss never touch
Or cigarette never light
To stare wide eyed into sin
And fall backwards laughing like the sun
To whatever a moon may mean
Or the Son may dream
Think He loved You too?
I think He do
What a perfect way
To I believe in you
A perfect say.