Song Description
A metaphoric story about adultry.
| Song Length |
3:04 |
Genre |
Unique - Unclassified, Folk - Rock |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
I confess I succumbed to temptation
Descending on me like a raven.
Was I blind, or drunk on ambition?
A staggering fool at the point of submission.
Maybe you could listen?
The moon was strong and the air so tempting
And the fix of her eyes said plenty.
The palms of my hands were sweating
And the scent of the wine told me I?d be regretting
Something I was forgetting.
I will find a warm place
Where on my dying day
I will have my last dance.
It?s beautiful, but it?s not romance
Her eyes were like cries for her mother.
And I swear I heard Cane begging God for a new baby brother.
Now what did you expect?
All your thoughts blow this way.
Only fools fly down here?
Yes, I succumbed to temptation
Opened my arms to the raven
Will she fly away when he finds us?
Should I be the first to flee for the lives I?d be saving?
On her wings I am taken.
I will find a warm place
Where on my dying day
I will have my last dance.
It?s beautiful, but it?s not romance