Carol - Priests

Walk in silently pass through my front door

Without recourse

Without recourse

You’re not an officer anymore

You start to get this rhythm once a century

Is age a barrier to intimacy?

Do you believe in vision, free elections or feeling?

To answer your question I was jogging to a strip mall

I felt nothing at all

Nothing I can recall

Besides a dollar tree, sears and Thai bistro

You start to get this rhythm once a century

Is age a barrier to intimacy?

Do you believe in vision, free elections or feeling?

I’m a polygraph, I’m a brick wall

I’m a mirrored disco ball, I’m a disco ball

You’re not an officer anymore

You start to get this rhythm once a century

Is age a barrier to intimacy?

Do you believe in vision, free elections or feeling?