High Places, Common Love
High Places, Common Love
If our love was earthy
And our passion
Like a river raging through the pass
Perhaps I would understand.
But we are gods
And gods know everything...
Except their own nature.
So they project imagery
And toy with models
Amused with their tinkering.
So let's try the common.
Come, fuck wildly.
We'll take turns groaning
And award the prize
To the most inspiring scream of bliss!