Favorite

Oh lie
I thought you were golden
I thought you were wise
Caught you returning
To the house you caught fire
But I know that I was your favorite
And I said Amen
Lies, found favor in heaven
And I at your side
And I never felt sorry
For those shimmering lies
When I laid down and cried
I was faking
And I said Amen
Last night I dreamt
That I hit a deer with my car
Blood from his heart
Spilled out onto my dress and was warm
He begged me to follow
But legions of sorrow defied me
Oh lie
I thought you were golden
I thought you were wise
When I caught you returning
To the house you caught fire
But I know that I’m your favorite
And I said «Amen»
Oh favorite
And I said Amen