Pure - The Golden Palominos

Sweet as Mary out of sheer love

Runs the water

Clean and beautiful

Leaves it standing on a Sunday

Here’s the ritual

She has never been so pure has never been so pure

She throws down her trail of cigarette

Sunday wishes

Sunday wishes for his arrival

This one blessing

She wants nothing more

Out of sheer love

Out of sheer love

She has never been so pure has never been so pure

Below the surface she comes up for air and

She finds

She has never been so pure and full of desire

She has never been so pure

Seven pale scars out so sheer love

Seven pale scars

Here’s the ritual out of sheer love

A small sacrifice

Clean and beautiful

She has never been so pure has never been so pure

Below the surface of something too familiar

She comes up for air, she’s drowning in this shallow water

Trying to believe, seek and you shall find

She has never been so pure has never been so pure

Out of sheer love

Out of sheer love

She’s drowning in shallow water

Trying to have faith and it’s hard

Seek and you shall find

Sweet as Mary

Out of sheer love

Runs the water

Clean and beautiful