October 27th, 2010


Posted on 2010.10.27 at 21:48
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Posted on 2010.10.27 at 22:04
What a night for a dance, you know I'm a dancing machine. 
With a fire in my bones, and the sweet taste of kerosene,
I get lost in the light, so high I don't wanna come down, 
To face the loss of the good thing that I had found.

In the dark of the night, I can hear you callin' my name. 
With the hardest of hearts, I still feel full of pain. 
So I drink and I smoke, and I ask you if you're ever around,
Even though it was me who drove us right in the ground. 
See, the time we shared, it was precious to me, 
But all the while, I was dreamin' of revelry.

Born to run, baby, run, like a stream down a mountainside. 
With the wind at my back, I don't ever even bat an eye. 
Just know it was you all along who had a hold on my heart, 
But the demon and me were the best of friends from the start. 
So, the time we shared, it was precious to me;
All the while, I was dreamin' of revelry.

And I told myself: "Girl, away you go..."
It rained so hard it felt like snow. 
Everything came tumblin' down on me. 
In the back of the woods,
In the dark of the night,
The paleness of the old moonlight, 
Everything just felt so incomplete.

Dreamin' of revelry.

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