Machines Of Loving Grace - Last lyrics

Jesus lifted his last restrain´t
At the end of the century
And I could not even begin to tell you
What he saw in her anyway
She threw her head back
She threw her head back
And that beauty spilled out across the high way
Like a glittering trail of venom & diamonds

Coming down off a mountain of pills
Designed to keep him in ecstasy
And I could not even begin to tell you
What he saw in her anyway
She threw her head back
She threw her head back
And that beauty spilled out across the highway
Like a glittering daughter of Isadora Duncan

This is the last f*cking time
This is the last time

She has a slow harbor
Looks at me as she comes
Insect sounds in the field
She has the breeze
Takes away the fear in me
Takes away the fear in me

This is the last f*cking time
This is the last time

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