Sleepless Lake - Grant-Lee Phillips

Dare ya draw me closer still

And let me be the wild witness to the kill

See how the stars abide

Showing no resistance

Late into the night

Bluer than the winter wind that howls

On a sleepless lake

Me, I’m under no duress

Offering my throat before a hungry lioness

Hear how the jungle whines

And beats a violent drum along

With these blues of mine

Bluer than the winter wind that howls

On a sleepless lake

Where the light and shadows bend

I walk your silent haunts

Along the Michigan

Grief, banished by the glow

Electric dying autumn

Has a color all of its own

Bluer than the winter wind that howls

On a sleepless lake