
Holy Eyes
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Lyrics
Chorus
Washed in the garden of her golden skin
Calling me lover while she counts her sin
A halo made of wire and the weight of her lies
I found the hollow in her holy eyes
I found the hollow in her holy eyes
Verse 1
Silver pins in the soft white silk
Pale as lilies and sour as morning milk
Tied me to the trellis with a cord of thread
I found a serpent resting in her bed
Pre-Chorus
Taste the powder and the bite
Turning water into fright
Wasted and wild under a porch light
Chorus
Washed in the garden of her golden skin
Calling me lover while she counts her sin
A halo made of wire and the weight of her lies
I found the hollow in her holy eyes
I found the hollow in her holy eyes
Verse 2
Her red mouth is a wet velvet grave
Taking the worship that I blindly gave
Stray dogs know her name by the rattling bone
While she holds a match to my only home
Pre-Chorus
Taste the powder and the bite
Turning water into fright
Wasted and wild under a porch light
Chorus
Washed in the garden of her golden skin
Calling me lover while she counts her sin
A halo made of wire and the weight of her lies
I found the hollow in her holy eyes
I found the hollow in her holy eyes
Bridge
Broken bread
Broken breath
Broken faith left for death
Another mouth in the orchard feeding on my fruit
Pulling up the spirit by its shallow root
Chorus
Washed in the garden of her golden skin
Calling me lover while she counts her sin
A halo made of wire and the weight of her lies
I found the hollow in her holy eyes
I found the hollow in her holy eyes
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