Jesus was busy doing his nails,
on a cloud and out of his mind,
and even if his eyes were upon us,
never doubt that he would give us his blessing.
Nothing on Earth has the same sweetness.
All over the world, they know this to be true.
Life is full of little expedient moments.
Of all the mountains, we made our home on the tallest,
vaulting from heaven to hell each morning.
Every second felt exceptional,
sensational, but so sentimental.
All that you are is everything.
Sons of God may never understand,
horrified or honoured to witness the sight of us.
Let it matter less, my darling.
It's just love, my daring darling.
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