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