Three Days

At this moment
You should be with us
Feeling like we do
Like you love to

But never will again
I miss you my dear Xiola

I prepared the room tonight
With Christmas lights
A city of candles

Fresh sheets
We are all filled with dense clouds

That have us sunk into the mattress
I need to touch your skin

Three days was the morning
My focus three days old
My head, it landed
To the sounds of cricket bows
Oh, oh

I am proud man anyway
Covered now by three days

Three ways was the morning
Three lovers in three ways
We knew when she landed
Three days she'd stay

I am a proud man anyway
Covered now by three days
We saw
Shadows of the morning light
Shadows of the evening sun
Till the shadows and the lights were one

Shadows of the morning light
Shadows of the evening sun
Till the shadows and the lights were one

True hunting is over
No herds to follow
Without game, men prey on each other
The family weakens by the bite we swallow
Oh, oh, oh

True leaders gone
Of land and people
We choose no kin but adopted strangers
The family weakens by the length we travel
Oh, oh, oh

All of us with wings, oh, oh, oh
All of us with wings, oh, oh
All of us with wings
All of us with wings
All of us with wings
All of us with wings

Erotic Jesus
Lay with his Mary's
Loves his Mary's
Bits of puzzle
Fitting each other
All now with wings

Oh, my Mary's
Never wonder
Night is shelter
For a nudity's shiver
All now with wings
One, two, three, four