Fortunately gone de The Breeders

I wait for you in heaven
on this perfect string of love
and drink your soup of magpies in a
pottery bowl that looks
as i am now, brown, round and warm

chime on a rain wet
an ankle, toes or two
sweetly as it drops upon your head
just like it did today

fortunately gone
i wait for you

chime on a rain wet
an ankle, toes or two
sweetly as it drops upon your head
just like it did today

fortunately gone
i wait for you (chorus 2)