Curling lips, fingertips, dead eye dips I saw it all in the blackfield ♪ Splinter cracks, summer tracks, paperbacks We found them all in the blackfield ♪ In the shade, whistle blades, singing fades In the blackfield She wants to stay
And talk all day So I remark When it gets dark All the pale things under the earth Will reverse ♪ River glass, cycle past, overcast I saw it all in the blackfield ♪ Copper sky, shadows rise, bridge of sighs We had it all in the blackfield ♪ Skin tracks, face facts, fade to black In the blackfield
She wants to stay ♪ And talk all day
So I remark
When it gets dark All the pale things under the earth