The High Dials
Текст песни St. Marie

In the streetlights dimming
She is like a ghost
Calling me forth with her hand
In the glow of 4am
I am wide awake
Staggering home, drunk again

Sitting in my sitting room
Revolving once again
I am the axis the house turns on
Night is fading, masquerading
Blowing me its kiss
Find me on the staircase
And whisk me off to bed

Images come flooding up
Out of the fading blue
Soon the dawn will break
And they will vanish in the sun
Bells are ringing, choirs singing
Flooding through the house
Find me on the landing
And whisk me off to bed