Three Days

[ti:Three Days] [ar:Jane's Addiction] [al:A Cabinet Of Curiosities] [offset:0] Three Days - Jane's Addiction Three days was the morning My focus three days old My head it landed To the sounds of cricket bows I am proud man anyway Covered now by three days Three ways was the morning Three lovers in three ways Knew when landedshe Three days she'd stay I am a proud man anyway Covered now by three days We saw shadows of the morning light The shadows of the evening sun Till the shadows and the light were one Shadows of the morning light The shadows of the evening sun Till the shadows and the light were one True hunting is over No herds followto Without game men prey on each other Family weakens by the bite we swallow True leaders gone Of land and people We choose no kin but adopted strangers Family weakens by the length we travel All of us with wings All of us with wings All of us with wings All of us with wings All of us with wings With wings Erotic Jesus lays with Marys Loves Marys Bits of puzzle Fitting each other All now with wings Oh my Marys Never wonder Night is shelter For nudity's shiver All now with wings One two three four ahh