Produced by Dr. Sick at Marigny Studios in New Orleans.
Lyrics
You came & sat by me,
With your eyes all full of flame,
I bid you untie me,
Good intentions flew away,
You knew me deeply,
Though we had never met
You touched me so sweetly,
With your probing field of wit.
Knowing we would have to say goodbye,
We let the music fly.
Complementary lines flew
Off an old log in the dark
You slowly drew closer
Like kindling to the spark.
We caught so quickly,
Like lightning lit up the sky,
Then thunder struck,
Foundation shook, then quietly fell to the night.
And the sun will rise again,
Just like she always do.
She’s gonna rise again,
In spite of the want of you.
She’s gonna rise again.
And paint that pallid sky.
She’s gonna rise again.
Like the caged birds she will fly.
Oh please kiss me deeply,
Before you fly away,
Let the silence not find us,
With empty hands I pray,
For nobody knows me,
Like I want you to.
No one else can hold me,
With my head all full of you.
