Mud Paroles

and power is addictive
sweet fine beauty will turn this city flat
and could you really handle all that?

Well I thought I was through with living once
Lord, the way she lies there breathing
In the deepest hour of the night
unraveled open fool and all undone by

last night we capped the cavern, dear
we said the word and we're going on down
honey, you pulled out the big blue
and you kissed it all through

and christ, how this life
from mud to miracle
is just the prettiest little burden
isn't it? oh

and christ, how this life from mud to miracle
is just the prettiest little burden
isn't it? oh

Be careful where you lie down, boy
on this bed of roses
promises of petals then
you wake up on the other end