We are for today

We are for the moment

We are a crusade

But we are invalid

1 am rummaging

Stained my hands on her antique

2 am

Reverend Girl

I am so indifferent

I am whatever

3 am cellophane

Suffocates my favorite things

4 am

The reverend girl

Seems that the more we're achieving

The less chance of leaving this world

With a reverend girl

Another lover wakes me

Head upon a window pane

Before the thunder shook us

She could always smell the rain

A year is dissipating

Another hail cannot disdain

Never mind the thunder

Now my lover smells like

Now my lover smells like

Now my lover smells like rain

Reverend girl

Seems that the more we're achieving

The less chance of leaving this world

With a reverend girl

Seems that the more we're achieving

The less chance of leaving this world

With a reverend girl

With a reverend girl