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 As the bell tower blocks the summer light

All the seeds in our garden fight

 To break and blossom, all to be adored

 And look, your skirt is torn

 And there's blood on our sheets

 As comes the long arm of the law

Fist tight, banging on the door

 And knocking me down on its way in

As I pass out into a dream

Of whooping cranes and wooden beams

Great white wings beating

In an attic, in a house, in the dead of night

Singing

Oh, my Augustine, Augustine

Oh, is this forever, ever?

Oh, oh

 Sweet Augustine, Augustine

 What does this mean for us?

Does it mean that I can never change my ways?

And that's why, love, you shouldn't stay

Still you will and love me

Like a mother or a maid bringing you down, down

Down on your brazen knees

Watering the worms and the weeds

Thinking, why does love leave me so damn cold?

Now I'm getting old

And is this what it should be?

Well, is it?

Oh, my Augustine, Augustine.

Oh, is this forever, ever?

Oh, oh

Sweet Augustine, Augustine

 Or do we kill this one tonight?

 And now come the tears, heavy and hot

As it comes clear, this is all we got

 As I hold you to my bed

 Like a cancer, or a curse

 Now be my loving nurse

 As we fall back into the impossible dream