The Turning of Our Bones

I don't give a fuck about the past
Our glory days gone by
All I care about right now
Is that wee mole inside your thigh
And my confidence might crumble
But my Brio is unbroken
Let me loosen all your knots
Let our bodies be awoken
It's been another seven years
It's showing 'round the eyes
Another seven years
Entombed in lethargy and lies
But let's dig out our old clothes
And prepare for celebration
I am the son of sleep
All I need's an invitation
The heart began to putrefy
And then the body bloated
As our hair and teeth fell out
We did our best to be devoted
But let's squeeze the maggots from our flesh
Like tiny poison pustules
Abandon all decorum
Boil us down to our essentials
We're all just carbon, water
Starlight, oxygen and dreams
And the sun, the moon, the earth
The neighbors long to hear our screams
So if Bacchus is a friend to Love
Then take this cup of kindness
Just one sip, one chug
One kiss can cure us of our blindness
Hear my wanton whispers
My loud, intemperate plea
We've been down among the dead men
Now you're coming up with me
Dig us up and hold us high
Raise our carcass to the sky
Wrap us up in sequin skin
And we can dance again in sin
Just take my hand and be brave
We'll say goodbye to this grave
Tonight we salsa, we rave
We are upcycled and saved
We've got the hay so let's roll
Surrender all self control
Quick now before the bell tolls
Let's sing the sighs from our souls
In the long grass underneath the sun, I saw you
In Tesco with your buttons undone, I saw you
Hand in hand as we do the school run, I saw you
In a mask with a secret someone, I saw you
Let's not be bashful
Don't be oblique
The flesh is willing but the spirit is weak
The second life is calling
Feel its pull, feel its tow
So let's live now before we're back below