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Colin Vearncombe (black)
two churches
Born in nineteen sixty twoBorn with eyes of a distant blue
Good luck charm was number one and playing on the radio
Now Iâ??m about ready to lose myself
Iâ??m about ready to kiss and tell,give up all that I think I know
Shed my skin and be ready to go through changes
Iâ??m in no rush you can take your time
Show me yours and Iâ??ll show you mine
Menâ??ll fuck mud and then call it love, a joke salami in a latex glove
More than a little mixed up when God begins to speak
Through changes
When I have to go before St Peter Iâ??ll knock on his neon door and say
Look at what came to be my journey
Between two churches
Itâ??s like I came to a fork in the road
Four roads running only one of them known
Fell to my knees as if I was pushed
Love may come but it wonâ??t be rushed by trying to run and stop from choosing
The changes
So when I have to go before St Peter Iâ??ll knock on his neon door and say
look at what came to be my journey
Between two churches