It whispers the sweet things

It says the sweet things

It takes you by the wrist

Twists your arms behind your back



The storm in your eyes

Suggests an inner calm

Soul sleeps, soul snakes

Soul sleeps and soul snakes



The blood from her neck

Frames her head like a halo

Pony tail hangin' down

I've got you upside down



Washed up on the beach

You were wet and you were drowned

Memory believes before

Knowing remembers



Memory believes longer than recollects

Longer than knowing even wonders