Skull Of Mary Magdalene

It blows my mind to see the skull of Mary Magdalene 
When they parade it through that town in southern France 
How do we choose the things we think are worth remembering 
Don’t overthink it baby all I know is when you’re  

Close to me 
It feels so perilous 
So wild and free 
So mysterious 

And the church birds will holler 
If we jump in the water 
But we’ll get what we wanted 
We can clean up tomorrow 

Behind the walls that guard the skull of Mary Magdalene 
It mostly sits down in a basement all alone 
I hope her headless ghost is haunting all the clergymen 
I don’t know what that makes me, all I know is when I’m 

Close to you 
My heart gets quiet 
Like I got something true 
In there hiding