William Patrick Corgan – Jubilee lyrics

Build-up the fire, build-up the one true Love
I stoke the aces, spade sure [?]
[Snuff…Raise up…?]
And doubt that fire, and by the Ages -- I suffer you
And true blue, mast, I alone, of oceans born in May

[?] moon again
Be by sleep to wait

[?] Tires a new
Ships that no longer root

[?] at journey’s end
A journey has no fools
What was tender scene
I do believe
And your Sanctuary
Becomes, becomes, becomes – Jubilee

God-sent soul
A blossom under a dream
An arctic child, bow around you’ll catch conceit
99 we will be
A mass of spectral Means

[?]
A robin's tears [?]
Slumber untouched
Prodigal and lame

[?]Dead in Laurels
From skin and bone my yield escape
If there’s no excuse
I could ever will so soon
And how do they satisfy
Of vengeance of failed [?]
What once was tender scene
I do Believe
And your Sanctuary
Becomes, becomes, becomes, Becomes – Jubilee

Lark in my view
Lowers the sails for my breath
A Faeries ferry ship

[?] Regret

[?]
[?] Champions
And sadness is one
A Faerie’s strength is in the Myrrh

[?]Tending by [?]
Who [?] melancholic kiss
When your upward sounds
A comic called Autumn from May
Need pleasure and arms

[?] stars
But I never knew that you were one of us
What once was tender scene
I do believe
And your Sanctuary
Becomes, becomes, becomes – Jubilee