Lyrics

SPRING & WHAT IT BRINGS

91 days ? i take the world on and pray
the lord my soul to keep for keeps then keep away.

a drowned man?s faithless, but still has fate bless.
he reads the paper for his sign:
the tightrope dying swan with no glass to glide on.
too late?s too soon to toe the line.

persephone, come with me.
i?m in love and i need you up above.
open the gate, hell will wait
for its queen to lie in state.
come with me.

91 days ? the world is on the take and prays
the lord to wink or blink or look the other way.

a hit man?s ageless when nothing pays less
than snowbird bingo in the barn.
a hellish angle, a tripped up angel
too late?s too soon to toe the line.

persephone, come with me.
i?m in love and i need you up above.
open the gate, hell will wait
for its queen to lie in state.
come with me.