Hymnostic

Holy torch my perdition How important you will be Why don't you lay it down right beside me Won't you lay it all by me I am not an apparition But I'll haunt you You'll see Clad in ballads, wine and orchids 'Cause I know the kind you seek You used to lay down all around me You used to lay it all by me No it's not just adulation I will hold you for me I cut the grass, tend the flowers Downing bottles by the crease Light a smoke up in the sun room And pretend I'm my tree Prove it not Rock of ages In a row They're lies to me Winter costs you peace of mind now Winter cost your valentine Why won't you come back on the runner Won't you come right backside I'll be singing for your health I'll be righteous you'll see --- Hymnostic - Big Red Machine