I Saw You Sighing By Your Window Bright, touch My Heart To Be Your Acolyte sip Fire-Water From The Golden Cup drinks At My Bedside, As I'm Burning Up.
lady Kerosene, I Can See The Wreckage Now, drinking Gasoline, You Keep On Pumpin' It Out Somehow.
now I'm At Ashland, Baby, Far Away i'm Just A Cinder Of A Summer's Day. lady Kerosene, Prometheus' Evil Daughter; you Know What I Mean, i Even Asked Him For A Glass Of Water.
i Always Thought It Was A Gentle Notion i Flew Across The Atlantic Ocean rain Is Different There Across The Sea it Hits The Earth A Little Differently windshield Wipers Keep A Steady Time crosswords Among The Cliffs Of Lime beyond Horizon And The Clouds Of Devotion comes Sunset's Tendons From Your Crimson Sun