Carrying a Message -

Sweet fascination was rekindled when I found you at the party

Floating slipping over the smoke we dispensed with all the small talk

Reborn in the wild lands conceived in open hearts of fire

Described in dancing eyes filled with our gentle passion

Carrying a message

Through the muted lighting

Charging up my nerves

Those deadened primal wires

My morals barely clung

Her scent had touched my tongue

Moving with supernatural melancholy caught up in a tango

We lingered full of longing broken spells when the music had to end

Ignored in the corner we enjoyed our friends discretion

Then out on the street the night air cleared my head

Receiving the message

True and clear as lightning

No refuge on the open street

No saviours on the sidewalks

She opened up her life

When she offered me the night

Riding to the station all the while imagining your bed

Rising through the iron skyline its clock counts down my doom

I could hear the message

Whispered from the sky

Floating out from the pale moon

Driving sane men wild

Reaching down into the animal heart

That wretched lustful child