Foxing

Speak With The Dead
Last night the smoke from the bonfire followed me It is a radio to the gates I'd rather hear your old voice follow me But there is nothing to do but wait So here I wait Here I wait Until I fall asleep To speak with the dead Here I wait Until I fall asleep To speak with you again Some nights I hold old faith in the rituals If the left hand path should cross your road Pray with grimoires and swinging thuribles Their incense dissipates all the same And in my dreams I'm on a porch with you I promise you I've been doing well in your name And I won't try to speak with you again Until I watch my last breath dissipate But when I wake There I'll wait Until I fall asleep SongtexteTo speak with the dead Here I wait Until I fall asleep To speak with you again Oh, to speak with you again Wherever I go There you are Wherever I go There you are There you are Wherever I go There you are Wherever I go There you are Aus Songtexte Mania