St Peter

(Nick)

If I close my eyes

Long enough

Will we be back

To last summertime?

In bed, sharing wine

The past was alive

But that was at the time

(Halo)

Like a halo of sparks

Lighting the dark

Learning from you

But it's hurting me too

(Nick)

Oh, St. Pete

Don't judge me with them

I'm rational

And I'm learning to read

Oh oh God I assumed

Heaven was reserved

For the liberals

But it's just cold in the grave

Now the left and the right

Are both too dead to fight

(Halo)

Like a halo of sparks

Lighting the dark

Learning from you

But it's hurting me too

But it's hurting me too

But it's hurting me too

But it's hurting me too

(Nick)

But I guess at the time

We were meditating

I guess we were fasting and fucking

And living a loving

You're looking at yourself

From the outside

Dad cried in the 4WD

But I guess we were talking

I guess we were meditating

And I just said

I kept thinking "Fuck these armed tribes"

I've got my pants back there in the bag

And even though we're not talking

I guess we were meditating

I guess we were fasting and fucking

(Halo)

But it's hurting me too