Cathedrals

The cathedral in Cologne looks like a spaceship
Like the hand of God falling from the sky
A thousand stone-carved saints hang like icicles
But icicles don't take a thousand years to dieAnd everyone who ever worked on that cathedral
Or even spent a moment walking by
Everyone of us are swept away like breadcrumbs
So what comfort does it bring, soaring towers left behindThere's a fiberglass castle in Wisconsin
Where kids race go-karts around a moat
Once we went up there in December
When every water slide and fudge shop was closedHoping to find love under the ice machine
All we did was drink in an empty bar
But stumbling, drunk, we crawled back to our motel room
I fell against you and felt your beating heart