While Jesus is saving, I'm spending all my grace, on rosy-red pallor of lights on center stage. While people have cheered on the awful mess we've made, through storms of red roses we've exited the stage
St. Vincent
While Jesus is saving, I'm spending all my days in backgrounds and landscapes with the languages of saints. While people are spinning like toys on Christmas day, I'm inside a still life with the other absentee.
life people language
While people will cheer on the spectacle we've made I'm sitting and sculpting menageries of saints.
people
grace people light
What me worry? I never do. Life is one charming ruse for us lucky few. Have I fooled you, dear? The time is coming near when I'll give you my hand and I'll say, It's been grand, but.. I'm out of here I'm out of here
worry life thetimes time
Tell the truth now Your heart is a strange little orange to peel What's the deal?
truth
Leaden trumpets spit the soot of power they say I'm on your side when nobody is, cause nobody is. Come sit right here and sleep while I slip poison in your ear
rights sleep power
All your praying moments amount to just one breath. Please keep your victory But give me little death.
victory death
Honey can you reach the spots that need oiling and fixing. H E L P Help Me.
help
A lot of the songs have a duality about them; one part is totally sincere, and there's another part that is kind of smirking and making light of it all. Or there's a very dark streak about it.
light
I enjoyed, and I tried to soak up and learn everything as fast as I could from doing any kind of music. It's good to have a gig. If you're a musician, it's good to be working. I love doing all of it, but Marry Me is my baby, St. Vincent is my child.
music
Come, my love, the stage is waiting, Be the one to save my saving grace.
grace
I do a dance to make the rain come, Smile to keep the sky from falling down, down, down, down. Collect the love that I've been given Build a nest for us to sleep in here You know it's real.
sleep dance buildup
There are no signs, There are no stars aligned, No amulets no charms, To bring you back to my arms. There's just this human heart. That's built with this human fault. What was your question? Love is the answer.
faults
I think I love you I think I'm mad.
I wish I had a gentle mind and a spine made up of iron.
mind
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