[Chorus]
Jupiter Pluvius, flood me with all good shit
Give me ecstatic fits of dance amid the catatonic monoliths
He's one of the pantheon
He fucks like a champion
When the sun comes back everything will be different
[Verse 1]
Water under bridges like
Milk in the morning
A wilted flaccid sacrament like
Your crouching cruciate, form
Then with your arms outstretched
Loving him half to death
Now buried deep in days between
And crucial hours underneath
They told me not to lock myself indoors with you
But I was feeling kind of shaky
Like I needed some kind of proof
[Pre-Chorus]
Cassiopeia, Ursa Major
Your face appears in cracked brick formations
Oh no, you're cold all over
Oh no, oh no, you're cold all over
[Chorus]
Jupiter Pluvius, flood me with all good shit
Give me ecstatic fits of dance amid the catatonic monoliths
He's one of the pantheon
He fucks like a champion
When the sun comes back everything will be better
[Verse 2]
Lesser heresies like these
Another winter week
A sea where all these rivers and their tributaries meet
The waters I am carried on
The grasping hands of angry gods
Pulling cake out of my chest
To turn back into dirt again
I am neither, I am both
And I'm each one on their own
Run between dead buildings radiating halos
[Pre-Chorus]
Cassiopeia, Ursa Major
Your face appearing in rock formations
Like God in lost objects
No blood, bone, or body
Memory clings to gifts
Like we never wanted
[Bridge]
Jupiter Pluvius, flood me with all good shit
Give me ecstatic fits of dance amid the catatonic monoliths
He's one of the pantheon
He fucks like a champion
When the sun comes back everything will be different
I will be the life and death
Of this party yet
I will be the life and death
Of this party yet
I will be the life and death
Of this party yet
I will be the life and death
Of this party yet
[Outro]
I like it when it's bright and cold
Biting the dirt of a bright burning autumn, oh oh oh oh
Celebration of things gone before their time
And all the difficult unlovable things the light eventually finds