Becoming A Nun Songtext
von Vanessa Daou

On cold days it′s easy
To button the mouth against kisses
To dust the breasts with talcum
Forget the red of the heart

Becoming
Becoming
Becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun

On those days the heart beats
Beats like a digital clock
Chilly as green neon
Luminous in the dark


Becoming
Becoming
Becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun

Becoming
Becoming
Becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun

I think I can live without it
Love with its pumping blood
Sex with its messy hungers
Men with their peacock strut


Becoming
Becoming
Becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun

I'm zipped into my body suit
I′m wearing seven league suede boots
I'm marching over cobblestones
Like heads of men I've known

Becoming
Becoming
Becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming
Becoming
Becoming
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming (coming)
Becoming a nun