It blows my mind to see the skull of Mary Magdalene
When they parade it through that town in southern France
How do we choose the things we think are worth remembering
Don’t overthink it baby all I know is when you’re

Close to me
It feels so perilous
So wild and free
So mysterious

And the church birds will holler
If we jump in the water
But we’ll get what we wanted
We can clean up tomorrow

Behind the walls that guard the skull of Mary Magdalene
It mostly sits down in a basement all alone
I hope her headless ghost is haunting all the clergymen
I don’t know what that makes me, all I know is when I’m

Close to you
My heart gets quiet
Like I got something true
In there hiding