Thurston moore

Illuminine

Thurston moore
Sunday lights come take my nights
And I'll bend down to my knees and die
Illuminate my soul to take
Illuminine your clear cool wine

Going back alone, your lovers light is home
Where the hallowed shine, the lights lighting the road

Monday cries, white clouds turn grey
But your perfect lights brings the sun to play
Illuminine, illuminine
Your clear cool love, your clear cool light

Morning comes awake to your wildest dreams
Let the daylight break, set the angels free

Sunday lights come take my nights
And I'll bend down to my knees and die
Illuminine illuminine
Illuminine illuminine
Illuminine illuminine
Illuminine illuminine
Illuminine illuminine
Illuminine illuminine

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