Heather Heather - The Magnetic Fields

Heather heather

We belong together

Like sex and violence

Like death and silence

Heather, heather we’re birds of a feather

We have a duty to youth and beauty

And in your blood runs some of mine

And in your eyes I am divine

And in your head flows too much wine

My famous wine

Heather heather

We’re like the weather

All mist and air, but always there

Heather heather

Put on some leather

And let’s go dancing

'Twixt lasers glancing