The crescent moon sits waxing in the clear, blue sky tonight

Joanna sits relaxing down by the riverside 

The cigarette she's smoking, a symbol of her sin 

The words they still ain't spoken just a' hanging in the wind 



The soul is blackened by desire unprotected 

The soul is weakened by love that goes neglected 

The soul is drowning in a sea of sweet perfume and 

Oh, lest we forget, the soul is human 

Oh, lest we forget, the soul is human 



What tangled webs we weave from idle speculation 

A long, lost friend perceived the depth of her frustration 

Beer bottle sweating, she sits peeling off the label 

She'll start regretting this as soon as she is able 



The soul is blackened... 



Oh it's been so long 

Since she felt this way 

Yeah it's been so long 

Since she felt anything 



"Just one more minute." She whispers in the moonlight 

She's so deep in it, she cannot hold him too tight 

The wheels are turning, she can feel them in the distance 

With such sad yearning, hard to put up much resistance 

The soul is blackened...