Junk Food Chimney

I could be happy if I died today If I go on living, I will try do same And all of our old quarrels may swing down soon They are calling from the rafters, our clarity a fluke But for now, let's make love with the lights on And I won't wonder where you have been nor with whom The pictures of your saints hanging crooked from the drywall The body of the goddess in your thin red shoes And none need understand all the reasons we have come here But as the days grow shorter they may have their say Look me in the eyes before they do, little darling I would be happy if I died today