the angel of 8th ave.

So we got straight to the heart And I was a coward and worse to my shame I fell hard upon the weightless weeks And wasted every day 'Til you emerged in the park Like some patron of Washington Square For the first time in a long time Inside everything stood clear So went out to find me a job But I didn't think I would hold this one down It gives the same old sinking feeling Of fucking hammers in my bowels But you are good to me still And when my old man was near to the end You loved his broken body In the same way that I did I wanna lay me down And be lover of the year In this strange new town This strange hemisphere God, it was state of the art You called each of my sorrows by name And a tide of tender mercies Shook my body from the grave And in the festival years Of our makeshift parade In perpetual fall And immeasurable rain I wanna see this one out And I wanna join the impossible swing And fall hard beside you Screaming at the bowels of everything And in the Islington morn You're the angel of 8th And what's more, the goddamn Greatest thing that Laney ever made I wanna lay me down And be lover of the year And in this strange new town This strange hemisphere You persuade me now To look closer in the mirror And I wanna lay me down For years and years and years and years Ah, there's heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now There is heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now Ah, there's heaven in you now There is heaven in you now Now, now