the moon is full the sky is red
there's a banshee screaming round my head
I'm a shaking sight back from the dead
my teeth are white my lips are red
LIKE A VAMPIRE IN A MISSION TOWN
I GET THIRSTY WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN
AND RISE UP FROM THIS BED I CALL A GRAVE
I'M NOT LIVING AND I AM NOT DEAD
TILL SHE COMES BACK TO ME AGAIN
I'LL WALK OUT IN THE SUN AGAIN THAT DAY
well she's standing round my window
she's crawling in my bed
the memories still haunt me
till I'm just outside of death
she runs through my hands like water
but she fills me up like wine
when the Death of Winter comes again
she'll be my Valentine
the wind it howls around my door
a tempest round her heart does roar
I wake out in the road again
standing in the driving rain
I CALL ABOVE THE OCEAN'S ROAR
I LOOK FOR HER ALONG THE SHORE
I GET DOWN ON MY KNEES AND START TO PRAY
COME TO ME ACROSS THE NIGHT
DANCE WITH ME WHEN IT GETS LIGHT
TAKE ME WITH YOU DOWN BEHIND THE SEA
well she's standing round my window
she's crawling in my bed
the memories still haunt me
till I'm just outside of death
she runs through my hands like water
but she fills me up like wine
when the Death of Winter comes again
she'll be my Valentine
credits
from Collected Songs,
released March 13, 2010
JD O'Kelly - vocals, guitars, drums
Julie O'Kelly - vocals
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