in a movies for the girls back home the boys yell se ya se llama le up on the roof drinking hours where the tune is flack theyre popping their collars and talked of their travels over the soft rock maybe in another life maybe in another life i was your lover maybe in another life scaffolding in cathedral shackles in a hole in the wall we post at the altar cross from the t where they buried his heart lost in the maze of the waves and the colour red the flags of the slave ship this is behind the glass maybe in another life maybe in another life we can start over maybe we did it right maybe in another life maybe in another life well know forgiveness maybe in another life down all along the grove she goes waiting out there as the tide is low im contemplating this gift of failure and the truth of the feeling in my bones back in the new moves we will be there soon the smell of cinnamon follows us back into our room dust falls over the attic my love is shimmering maybe in another life maybe in another life i was your lover maybe i was your wife maybe in another life maybe in another life we can start over maybe in another life maybe in ano another life maybe in ano another life maybe in another life we can start over