Withered Hand - Love in the time of ecstacy lyrics

There's a crack In the handle of a coronation cup That I once brought back From the study trip in Athens Where we plated my hair And I put eyeliner on Until they stopped in the street And pointed at me And I felt only pride For the first time in my life There's a warm warm rain Upon a hotel balcony Where we looked out upon A darkening sea And the light, and the light Down on the Mediterranean Burned like candles in the memory Of all the things that we mislaid On our way here Why did Nirvana ever Bother to play here Hey there I don't want to stay here I decree there is a higher plane Some place of little consequence That I might see your face again Before the living and the dead Are reunited And this town This town is k**ing me now I can't believe I waited so long From the shopping trolleys On the river bend To the sound of the ba**bins booming Can I see your face In this acid light Of another suburban evening As I roll my eyes up To these dirty skies And count the days Til I'll be leaving I decree there is a higher plane Some place of little consequence When I might see your face again Before the living and the dead Are reunited And what is love What is love in the time of ecstasy And bare knuckle fighting Lord, won't you deliver me From the wave machine And the transparent bikini Like isn't there some skeleton On me I should find That I might vanquish Please, won't you listen to me Your unfaithful servant's Filthy f**ing language I decree there is a higher plane Some place of little consequence When I might see your face again Before the living and the dead Are reunited And what is love What is love in the time of ecstasy And bare knuckle fighting Don't tell me that he died for that Counselor forgive me for I knew not What I vandalized Don't tell me that he died for that Take me down to the paradise club Where the girls are drunk and over sized Don't tell me that he died for that And there's a crack In the handle of a coronation cup That I once brought back I decree there is a higher plane Some place of little consequence