Alina

Hold on dear Alina
Joy comes in the morning
Darkness comes in seasons
But a storm’s rolling in

He calls communion
You’re in your head
This body’s a temple
But you don’t need his bread

You’re turning a corner
And quarreling with your father
When you spill the wine
Let him call you liar

When you’re ripping off all your clothes
I’m begging you to feel your body
Only heaven knows
Your youth won’t wait for you
Breaking down all your walls
Tell dad I’m not sorry
Only heaven knows
Your youth won’t wait for you

You’ve stood there in silence
Now you’re on your feet
Take off all the burden
They buried it so deep

You’re turning a corner
Running from the alter
Barefoot you’ll go
As they hail you a sinner

When you’re ripping off all your clothes
I’m begging you to feel your body
Only heaven knows
Your youth won’t wait for you
Breaking down all your walls
Tell dad I’m not sorry
Only heaven knows
Your youth won’t wait for you

Alina Alina
Joys coming in the morning
Dripping off the flowers you bloomed
Let change bring the storm in
Just keep dancing for the moon

When you’re ripping off all your clothes
I’m begging you to feel your body
Only heaven knows
Your youth won’t wait for you
Breaking down all your walls
Tell dad I’m not sorry
Only heaven knows
Your youth won’t wait for you