Come walk with me through endless time. See what has been and what the future sees. Share the wisdom of the old world that has passed. Step in a life that's yet to be born You spillthe blood
,. Black ones, round ones,. Big crazy ones. . Out of the middle,. Came a lady. She whispered in my ear,. Somethin' crazy. . Chorus. Spillthe wine; take that pearl. Spillthe wine; take that pearl
,. Black ones, round ones,. Big crazy ones. . Out of the middle,. Came a lady. She whispered in my ear,. Somethin' crazy. . Chorus. Spillthe wine; take that pearl. Spillthe wine; take that pearl
Spillthe wine and take that pearl, Spillthe wine and. Take that pearl. Spillthe wine and take that pearl, Spillthe wine and. Take that pearl. . I was once out strolling one very hot summer's
laid on canvas. That can describe the stark and utter horror of the night that Annabel died. The emptiness will haunt you. ). This is a nightmare, is my Annabel really gone?. My eyes are stung by
,. Black ones, round ones,. Big crazy ones. . Out of the middle,. Came a lady. She whispered in my ear,. Somethin' crazy. . Chorus. Spillthe wine; take that pearl. Spillthe wine; take that pearl
Meet me in the middle,. Tell me something. That could change my mind. I couldn't let it be known,. This it is every time I refuse to say goodbye. . Been away for so long,. But I'm dying just
I got a black shoe lace painted face. I slit my wrist in a state of grace. I got dreadful clothes no-one knows. I bleed everynight from my broken nose. . My blood sinks down to thecanvas. I'm
. On the valley floor . And the blood dries . While we spill some more . Once we were at the end . The end of a long road . Living to the skies . All the other remained crowns . . And the smoke lies