Harmless Sparks Songtext
von David Bazan

They might have burned
But the priests were all taking turns
Showing nuns what they had discerned
About their bodies in the dark


They carried on from the evening until the dawn
Like they should have been all along
Making harmless sparks
Instead of breaking little boys hearts

God knows, if you notice
The millions of small holes
And ponder the weight of an apple
Compared to the trouble we′re in

Then a grown man might
Be tempted to question his birthright
In front of his kids and devout wife
Causing the doubt to begin to spread like original sin