A dark star follows me tonight

Filled with horror and delight

She's come to make another son

A brother for the other one, who's gone



The black storm on the pillow there,

Is the colour of her hair

Held by some strange gravity are my dark star and me.



A dark star follows you tonight, you're filled

With horror and delight

You've come to make another son,

A brother for the other one

I hold a picture of your face, in my memory in embrace

With you I find I can't replace