Black Song Songtext

cause you know where you're going,
There's crowds at the windows,
but no way of knowing,
who they got this time,
and who's going next,
she always leaves a letter
and signs off with an S.

I can't think straight,
I've been thinking in love triangles,
and vicious circles,
is it the same as before?

And I said I could never lie to you,
but you know I always do,
is it the same as before?

And misery is like a hearse,
cause I know where you're going
The waves getting higher And I'm tired of rowing
She whispers in my ear
Sings the cold Black Song
Hold me a while longer
She won't be gone for long
And fetch the cargirl
I think it's time we got out of here
No brakes into the night
And we sang as my mistress
And we got a fine witness

Just drive to lift their lives.


(Thanks to Rita for these lyrics)