Plastic Paperbacks lyrics

Once I had money,

but now I’m far from home.

Once I was loved by a woman,

but now there’s nothing but cold stone.

I was hard, man, 

but what was there to understand?

Along that wind, 

were you searching for the start of sin?

Journeys taken 

in search of that terrible eye

turned over horizons 

under which no sun wants to lie.

But that trust which comes 

into the thick of it,

I got that back with a stack 

of plastic paperbacks.

But to love you, oh, to love you.

But to love you, oh, to love you.  

One by one, 

I pressed those letters in your hand

like a Gutenberg Bible burning 

at midnight on the sand.

You’ve been up, held where 

innocence has never dwelled.

But that’s alright, there’s a Bible burning,

giving light, oh.

But to love you, oh, to love you.

But to love you, oh, to love you.  

We’ve got all night 

to stare into the anthracite.

That cold black flame,

we’ve been burning plastic paperbacks again, oh.