What If We Are Not After All, All Destined For Greatness in Joan of Arc

Jesus was really so god-
Damn pretentious
Laughing with rasputin fingering scars over a beard
For all ten commandments and twelve steps
I'll play dumb all day but the night�s too long
We keep beginning again and again longing to belong to only each new beginning
Smoke bends, light unfolds, dogs hop at daybreak, the ashtrays capsize
Wake me in kisses
All my salvations trigger and flip open
Consider what feeble means we really have with which to collect this infinity within
I'm singing this in my friends kitchen
We keep beginning again and again longing to belong to only each new beginning