All the hurt

All the hurt
All the failed relationships
All the drunken nights
All the meaningless sex
Prepared us
For this

Finally feel the joy
This is better than mdma
Want to serve you
Bathe in true love
Thank the gods
Whatever it all means

I will vacuum your place
Every monday
While you’re at work
Build a great business
So we can hire cleaners
And have more time for play
And anal sex
And taking acid
And going to parties
And learning krav maga

I want to write for you
Sing to you
And our future grand children

Dream the dream
Because we will have
A lot of fun
Even if everything becomes
A nightmare again
We will bring sunshine
To cold lands
Heal the wounds of the wicked

Home is where we are
My love
You are