Good Friday - Elvis Perkins

Come lay here beside me and I’ll fear no death

Come lay here beside me

And I’ll fear no death

I’ll give you my body

And I’ll breathe your breath

No-one will harm you

Inside this song

We will be safe here

As the light is long

That makes way for Good Friday

Get out of your body

For there goes your blood

It falls on my secrets

And colours the flood

The time of our fathers

Is not ours to kill

Their sad-cellared wines

Are not ours to spill

And won’t be passed over Good Friday

Though this life

Is Ash Wednesday

It’s Ash Wednesday

It forever approaches Good Friday