Testo At Conception - Cursive
Testo della canzone At Conception (Cursive), tratta dall'album Happy Hollow
Jeannie's been throwing up all morning
Poor girl's been so heartsick
Ever since her boyfriend went to war
Father Cole's done his best to console the girl
More so than some neighbors deem necessary
But you just can't measure young love
Picket in the clinic outside town
Father Cole holds the record for turning twelve girls around
If anybody knows the sorrows of the young woman
It's Father Cole
He's been acting out of sorts, that strange sermon he gave
Accepting termination due to rape
Jeannie whispered she's carrying
But there's one awful catch
Her boyfriend's been off in the desert for half a year
Cole cried, "This simply cannot be"
She quipped, "Quite the opposite
I'm hardly the Virgin Mary
And you're no carpenter
So who will build my home?"
Jeannie, you're just a kid
You can't conceive such mortal sins
Everything will be all right
What happens in confession stays in the confessional
What happens in confession stays in the confessional
What happens in confession stays in the confessional
So what goes on behind those curtains?
Jeannie, you're just a kid
You won't conceive this mortal sin
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Ryan Maginn, Theodore James Stevens, Tim James Kasher, Clinton Frederick Schnase
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