(Lanegan)



He wrote a name

With the needle gun

In black and blue

Your eyes are stone she said

Beautiful and dead

And I wish you well

I took a turn on this carousel

How long ago now, I never can tell

I never stopped to wonder

Maybe a morning, maybe, a thousand years

I only walk high wires

Attend a needing 

The magnolia's dying

Long coarse and primitive

I wish love, lord 

I wish love could live, forever

What I once saw burning bright as hell, now here comes that weird chill

I don't stop to wonder



Threaded a name

Through the needle's eye

As a frame

Tied the ends and stitched it up

And hung my head down and wept

But I wish you well

Who'll pray for the killer's sake

I used to be so wide awake

Like certain mornings 

That last a thousand hours

Long coarse and primitive 

I wish love, lord 

I wish love could live forever

I'm burning bright at hell, here comes that weird chill

But I wish you well

Your eyes are stone she said, truly beautiful and dead

I wish you well

I want to ride on this carousel 

But, I never really stopped to wonder