RSMPA - Adam Arcuragi, Charlie Hall, Janet Kim

If I’d left my hands a resting

Upon your sweet hips as you sway

Oh I’m sure, sure as dust will swirl like wool

I will meet death that way

When I pray lord, for salvation

And I wait like some old crocodile

Will salvation put it’s head down to drink

Leaving me with dried blood on my smile

My smile

When the ring slips, from my fingers

And the cloth on my back turns to brown

Brush the hair back from my nose to my ears

So I look smart while she’s looking down

Should a dream come, lightly to me

And soothe me in sickness I lay

Through that dream she I take pictures of her

Oh I know I’ll meet death that way

Oh I know I’ll meet death that way

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