Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds — Bromptom Oratory

Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds Bromptom Oratory

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Up those stone steps I climb

Hail this joyful day’s return

Into its great shadowed vault I go

Hail the Pentecostal morn

 

The reading is from Luke 24

Where Christ returns to his loved ones

I look at the stone apostles

Think that it’s alright for some

 

And I wish that I was made of stone

So that I would not have to see

A beauty impossible to define

A beauty impossible to believe

 

A beauty impossible to endure

The blood imparted in little sips

The smell of you still on my hands

As I bring the cup up to my lips

 

No God up in the sky

No devil beneath the sea

Could do the job that you did

Of bringing me to my knees

 

Outside I sit on the stone steps

With nothing much to do

Forlorn and exhausted, baby

By the absence of you

 

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