Two Hopeful Lovers

In the valley o' love near the sea of despair

There in the cottage you'll find what you're owed

Sitting in a jar by the door

Now go and play nicely the hounds on the run

No loosing face in the rain

Two hopeful lovers in a time without tv

Killing each other with their minds on a holy day

Captivation at first

Then a sink filled with bile

Millions of countries in thousands of towns

Are watching like it's happened before

Let spirits be lifted again and again

Imagine that it's just a chore

Two hopeful lovers in a time without tv

Killing each other with their minds

On a holy days

Two hopeful lovers in a time without tv

Killing each other with their minds

On a holy

Days like the old ones that we knew and the perfume

Made with red roses from the yard in the valley of love