Lyrics:

This Is The First You Spoke Of It
in Your Black Magic House
in A Cold Damp Attic
two Windows Stare At Us Like Eyes
behind Them
december's Dark
early Morning Sky
and A Couple Of
dead Trees
with Their Ornamental Stars
i Thought By Now That I
figured Your Head Out
until Now I Thought I
figured Your Body Out
so Please Help Me To Understand
because I Love You
more Than Anyone
i Wonder In What Fields Today
you're Chasing Dragonflies At Play
my Little Lost Girl
so Far Away

this Is The First You Spoke Of It