In the deepest room
With the belfry bats
I came to find myself a lover
I'd been lookin' for a while
And I hadn't begun to try
To give up all my lookin' all together
I came across her lyin' there
Crumpled dusty near the stairs
With her eyes all dried-out like someone's water
I brushed my fingers 'cross her cheek
Then she sliced me with her teeth
And when I had to pay me with a quarter
On pain of death, you must believe
She makes lucky eyes to see
She's as easy on the eyes as Jesus' daughter
But she left me three days on
While I'was sleepin' on the lawn
Dreamin' sweetly, 'neath that hemlock tree
And the tree, it brought to me
Songs my eyes never did see
And my ears knew not, where they did come from
Strange sounds they stood me so
That I did not see her go
My love, she left without some kind of a warnin'
It's a sold, sorry rhyme
That you cannot time the night
To come rollin', down the pike when you might need it
I could use some nightlight now
Suck the sunlight out the house
I gotta think ya need some nightlight to be done
In the deepest room, caged-up belfry bats
I came to find myself alone again
So pile the clothes across the room
And that only had been strewn
And somethin' bein' crushed up like a leaf
It's a slow, sorry ride
That you cannot time the night
To come over now, the pike when you might need it
I could use some nightlight now
Suck the sunlight out the house
I gotta think ya need some nightlight to be done
I gotta think ya need some nightlight to be done
I gotta think ya need some nightlight to be dah-ah-ah-ah-ne.
To be done.
I gotta think ya need some nightlight to be done.
I gotta think ya need some nightlight to be done.
Ah-oo-oh-ah-un
To be done.
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