Widow’s Peak

By Bat for Lashes

On The Bride

Released on July 1, 2016

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Come wonder with me

Through a young girl's dream

Don't wake me up too soon

There's a halo on the moon

You hunger, I'll thirst

Pink stars do burst

God of lightning, Goddess of fern

A map to memorise, a lullaby to learn

Come on, darling, take me there

Where red clouds bloom and fill the air

Where my purple heart beats to your jet-black snare

Up on Piney Point, if you dare

You're my blood, you're my wine

You're my mountain to climb

Say you're mine

You're mine

You're mine

Bride in the fog and no way out

Can't see my own hands, can't hear a sound

Where angels conspire and heroes do drown

I am lost in the mire, upside down

Is that my soul on fire whirling by?

Take a walk, man of God, I just want to die

I tell you, my friend, the widow is on my trail

(Shhh)

You'll hear her

You will know her

A chill on the skin

A song in the wind

To wander, to roam

To never know home

To lie under a sky of blood reds and pale blues

To tread ten thousand miles in a dead man's shoes

There's a demon loose, a demon loose

I can't get home, I can't get home

Fore the road is a snake of mist

In the shadow of a rebel's fist

His jacket on my back, his bones on the shore

But the secret to dreams is to dream up a door

A portrait of him, a picture of her

A keyhole in a Douglas Fir

Now

Now

Ah