Codeine - Chant

The minstrel plays false hope as the organ grinds

Cathedrals falling timbers

Help keep time

From the higher you fall

The more it takes time

Codeine wrestles with

The thief of night

And there’s nothing left to do

One pirouette please

In cinnamon shoes

Catch that flight

With Mississippi blues

While codeine wrestles with

The thief of the night

Yes, my friend it’s all in the waiting

The little things that drive you crazy

It happened so fast

In the blink of an eye

The ghosts of the past

That play tricks on the mind

See the girl stand there

Without a care

The wind called Gale

Blows her silly string hair

Shadows dance on a wall

By candle light

While codeine wrestles with

The thief of the night