Joe

pull on your kitchen gloves, take your time, say you're no longer in love, remember which tune, that hits broken lives, it’s still ringing true, heaven's a cover, when you reach that line, it sings in your blood, want me hum it for you, make the clock fly, run outside the room, hold to those who scrub, live generous lives, don't always get the rub, like you never rue, the mysteries of your crimes, hear the wind go boom, listen to what's above, shudder with the wine, fly like a released dove, don’t be frightened.