Three Days Lyrics - Ritual De Lo Habitual - Janes Addiction

Three days was the morning 

My focus three days old 

My head, it landed to the sounds of the cricket bows 

I am a proud man anyway 

Covered now by three days 

Three ways was the morning 

Three lovers, in three ways 

We knew when she landed, three days she'd stay 

I am a proud man anyway 

Covered now by three days 

We saw shadows of the morning light 

The shadows of the evening sun 

Till the shadows and the light were one 

Shadows of the morning light 

The shadows of the evening sun 

Till the shadows and the light were one 

Shadows of the morning light 

The shadows of the evening sun 

Till the shadows and the light were one 

True hunting is overNo herds to follow 

Without game, men prey on each other 

The family weakens by the bite we swallow 

True leaders gone, of land and people 

We choose no kin but adopted strangers 

The family weakens by the lengths we travel 

All of us with wings 

All of us with wings 

All of us with wings! 

All of us with wings! 

All of us with wings! 

All of us with wings! 

Erotic Jesus lays with his Marys 

Loves his Marys 

Bits of puzzle, fitting each other 

All now with wings! 

"Oh, my Marys! 

Never wonder 

Night is shelter for nudity's shiver 

All now with wings