Slint - Washer (post rock???)

Goodnight my love

Remember me as you fall asleep

Fill your pockets with the dust and memories

That rises from the shoes on my feet

I won't be back here

Though we may meet again

I know it's dark outside

Don't be afraid

Every time I ever cried for fear

Was just a mistake that I made

Wash yourself in your tears

And build your church

On the strength of your faith