Broken Ladders To Glory

When the day is done, we'll get out of here
When the race is run, and the coast is clear
Jump a sinking ship
Grab a falling leaf
I'll place a smoke ring 'round your yellow fingers and a rose in your teeth

We'll go climbing broken ladders to glory

When the faithful doubt, feel the rafters shake
Feel our souls wear out and our laces break
You're my ravaged nun
I'm your greasy priest
Playing "Taps" upon a battered toy trumpet 'til the lock's released

When the Beast is crowned, we'll be at the dance
You in your tattered gown
Me in my underpants
I will turn to salt
You will turn to sand
And we'll be blown across the cracked linoleum out to the Promised Land