"Airports see more sincere kisses than wedding halls. The walls of hospitals have heard more prayers than the walls of churches."
Cris Cab - Paradise (On Earth)
You’re in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
I could drink a case of you darling
oh I would still be on my feet
Still I’d be on my feet
I’ve always marveled at the smooth transitions of color It’s like someone stroking your eyeballs with silk.