| Lyrics: | candy cane walks down
to build a bonfire, to break my fall
my baby, my sweet
thing
just maybe we could lose ourselves this time
king of the horseflies, dark prince of
death
his tragic forces are heaven sent
in sweet things, in a lovers breath
in
knowing this was meant to be the last
a go-go-kids, a go-go-style
a suck suck kiss, a suck
suck smile
as always, in young need
a veiled promise to never die
on dead highways,
her black beauties roam
for june angels, so far from home
for a love lost, a faded
picture
to tread lightning, to ink the lavender skies
so get on the bomb
get back
where you belong |
