Fortunately Gone - The Breeders

I wait for you in heaven

On this perfect string of love

And drink your soup of magpies in a Pottery bowl that looks

As I am now, brown, round and warm

Chime on a rain wet

An ankle, toes or two

Sweetly as it drops upon your head

Just like it did today

Fortunately gone

I wait for you

Chime on a rain wet

An ankle, toes or two

Sweetly as it drops upon your head

Just like it did today

Fortunately gone

I wait for you (chorus *2)