Letras
Joyce is walking with God again
Cool stallions in her veins
Her hazel eyes glazed again
Keeping out the pain
In a glowing world now
Parallel to mine
Wrapped in gauze and silk now
Annihilating her mind
Her mascara is running
Her lipstick has grown old
She's lost inside a cathedral
And though she's lying here beside me
She's really not because
She's in the arms of a creator
Walking with her God
She's listening to Nick Drake again
Playing Astral Weeks
On the streets of Belfast again
Rain dancing at her feet
She's somewhere in the desert
Bonding with Justine
She's everywhere she shouldn't be
Except here at home with me
I tried to tell her everything will be okay
But she's staring right through me
I'm just in her way
Though she's lying here beside me
She's really not because
She's in the arms of a creator
Walking with her God
She's smiling at an angel
She's noticed on the wall
Though it's just a shadow
She's named it Gabriel
She doesn't hear a word I say
Though she agrees with everything
When I'm gone she'll rip me up
Just like she did last week
I've done everything but nail her to the floor
'Cause she'd rip the flesh off her bones
If it would help her score
Her mascara is running
Her lipstick has grown old
She's lost inside a cathedral
And though she's lying here beside me
She's really not because
She's in the arms of a creator
Walking with her God
Walking with her God
Walking with her God