words & music by Larry
a
black-haired woman walks down to the edge of dark water
a clutch
roses in her arms for the all the lost tribes with homes on the sea
ghostly
waves beat the shore
like
spectral ones come before
taking
solace in storms and the things that'll be
a thousand
kisses won’t mend the bend in your heart
nothing in
this world that you’ve seen helps you come to grips with your fate
play the
undertaker’s blues
get confused
by the rules
you want no
piece of the illusion that they call hate
chorus 1
when you
stand high on the piny ridge of that beautiful mountain
and look
across the expanse of the beautiful sea
your heart
beats so fast
there’s no
future no past
there’s no
feeling alone in your twilight life…
chorus 2
when you
rise up to a silver moon where you wait for no one
you find that
place with your love where you reach for the sky
there’s no
secrets to keep
living
forever deep
all you know
is the quiet of your twilight life…
the orphan
girl diving down in the urban jungle
a nameless
child walks the streets named for sons of the city long since dead
wears a coat
full of holes
stepping
over lost souls
never
understood anything that they’ve said
all the roads
lead us home to that same mystic garden
fires
burn and the smoke bathes our bodies in ashes and in coal
the wind
cuts like a knife
no one come back alive
there’s no need for explaining in this twilight life…
(chorus 1)
there’s no need for explaining in this twilight life…
(chorus 1)
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