Slow Rosary's debut LP Refinery on black tint tapes.
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lyrics
When I was seventeen, they spilled the oil on me and cleaned off every possibility that I might leave. When you were playing games you saw spilled oil and tried to make it all so we would be okay, but neither of us meant to change.
So I left you there at your father's house on the island that looked greener from my father's house, and I wrote you saying all things work out. And you said maybe one day, but I know not until the son shouts.
Intentions held for you inside the silence of my heart but they are really just a longing to be loved how someone ought. And the oil didn't just stain, it sat and seeped, not even rain could wash away. You moved; I met you and did the same.
So you left me there outside your father's house, and I drove home half drunk, pushed slick words through my teeth. And I wrote you saying some things work out, but you said not now. You have never believed the sun shouts.
I wanted to mine you. Call it 2010, for a few weeks, I broke. And I still wouldn't mind if you said to come back. I'd light every slick word you spoke. No, I wouldn't defy you. There's a life where I sell every vessel for gold, and you bind me and I, you. And we watch as our stubborn but weak pipes grow old. And the sun starts to die too while the dependent moon drinks the last of his ale cause the bar's closing at two. Though the sun dies, the earth and the moon will prevail. And we're sleeping like children, fully clothed, hardly touch, don't need darkness to sleep. But we think like refineries cause I want you to myself, you want all of me, don't need any more power, pump every last drop from your teeth.
I, full of passion and kind, couldn't make up my mind. Did I have enough love for you or only the Lord? I couldn't decide and still can't define my worship in churches or out on the moors. I, in the morning or night, drank Bud heavy straight from your bottle and fell fast asleep in the heat. Why, at the end of our time, you had made up your mind. I would have you in memory; you'd have none of me.
Can you believe we both found her, the mountain, the church, then the cave, and the trees a few years apart in the country I wish you could leave? And I wish that I could have left you there with someone else and with my memories. In some greater picture, you might not be there, but I gave up praying. Your spine became my rosary.
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