St. Martha Let It Fold

Nail gun marines foaming midget horses
Black smoke threads a straight line from your kidney to your hand from your hand to kingdom come be light enough to ride
The backside of a magnet let it stay let it stay

In lust with all the silver ghosts and dirty pictures
Fire in the horses mouth spitting cherry stems and
Square knots and drunk flies in the elevator camera
The backside of a magnet let it stay let it stay

Let it fold
Let it fold

The aldermen are praying, praying to your picture
St. Martha locomotion snakes underfoot
If Easter was a river and the river folded under
Be light enough to ride let it stay let it stay

Glass behind the plains hanging ether Jesus strobe
Decatur when you're blown when the river folded under
Shifting plates and bottle rockets ground out with your shoe
St. Martha with the serpents let it stay let it stay

Let it fold
Let it fold