Well she was dancin' on the stage that day
Golden pavement graced the way
The flame was lickin' in his eyes, they'd say
So they say
But she comes in through the midnight
The creaking clockwork decays
Inhalin' slowly the new breath of the motions
And I would nod toward the shadows
We turn to dance, to die, the deeply damned will open wide
A brazen thorn from the side
But my girl, she brings in the sunlight
A sight for tired eyes