Zachariah Baker & His Guitar Orchestra - Telegraph Lyrics

The dewy trap of your sweat-kissed shoulders
Your panty line
At odds with the smell of the latrine around the corner
With your drunk breath

Life is good and knowable

The gentle moles that define your scapulae
Freckles, more fine
Your jagged teeth, one broken by a bottle
Your lips taste like death

Life is good and knowable
Life is soft but sustained
Life is good and knowable
Life is strange but serene

You'd never know half of one eyebrow's missing
The rest is painted on
You're a master of juxtaposition
The here, and the gone

Some people go their whole lives through
Not knowin anyone like you
Not knowin all the things we do

Like life is good and life is long and
Nothin that matters lasts

Like pain is strength divided by time
And everything else will pass
Everything else will pass
You and I will pass

Kiss me like you mean it, kiss me like you want to
Kiss me time after time
Squeeze me til it hurts, squeeze me til i'm cryin'
Til i gasp for air

Life is good and knowable

Beat me up on Sunday, patch me up on Monday
By Tuesday we'll be fine
Friday is for jerks, the weekend's for losers
Look at us, what a pair

Life is good and knowable
Life is soft but sustained
Life is good and knowable
Life is strange but serene

The dewy trap of your sweat-kissed shoulders
The scars on your thighs
I am so in love with you