If You Were a Priest - Robyn Hitchcock, The Egyptians

If you were a priest

I would wait at least

Up unto confession time and

Crawl into your box

Breathing like a fox

Hunting for obsession time and

I’ve thrown a lot of time away to be with you

So please don’t lock away your eyes

If you were a nun

I would surely run

Way down to the hospital and

Cover all your charts

With decorated hearts

A palpitating ritual and

I’ve spent a lot of time on this to be like you

So please don’t lock away your eyes

If you were a ghost

I would treasure most

Time I never spent with you and

Wander through your head

The words I never said

Till I knew what I meant to you and

I’ve sent a lot of time on this to be with you

So please don’t lock away your eyes

So please don’t lock away your eyes (away your eyes)

So please don’t lock away your eyes (away your eyes)

So please don’t lock away your eyes

So please don’t lock away your eyes (away your eyes)

So please don’t lock away your eyes

So please don’t lock away your eyes (away your eyes)

So please don’t lock away your eyes

So please don’t lock away your eyes

So please don’t lock away your eyes (away your eyes)

So please don’t lock away your eyes

So please don’t lock away your eyes

So please don’t lock away your eyes (away your eyes)

So please don’t lock away your eyes

So please don’t lock away your eyes

So please don’t lock away your eyes (away your eyes)

So please don’t lock away your eyes