Love Affairs - The Fugitives

don’t hide your love affairs

open every border, rewrite every prayer

leave the ghosts to those at work on how to raise the dead

spend your time on those who bring their skeletons to bed

because they’re working with a real heart

don’t hide your love affairs

threaten every language that’s in need of some repair

because you’re working with a real heart, a real heart

don’t fall apart on me

don’t hide your love affairs

eat from any table, swallow every stare

the future’s not so holy and the world is coming round

because you’re working with a real heart

don’t fall apart on me

so burn all your favourite photographs

tear all your memories from their maps

raid all the homes they raised your body in

shine every bruise that built you heavy

hold every love that’s kissed you madly

raid all the homes they raised your body in

and don’t fall apart on me…