Gentleman Auction House. A Hospital Or Heaven. Zeneszám

My dreams come on like vultures, they are preying on my mind. I can't seem to stop the circling when I open my eyes. I've made mistakes so often, I can't keep up with my lies. Forgive me please honey, 'cause it's you I want tonight. You're a doctor or you're medicine, because you treat me right. It's a hospital or heaven and you are dressed in white. My eyes they are so heavy, I can't stay awake all night. But if you'll be here 'til the morning I'll make sure you're satisfied. And when the time comes I'll get those blues. The ones I've left will get them too. So let us say that this is it, the pale light on pale skin. When the time comes I'll get those blues. Last night I dreamt a sunset more destructive than God. I saw the structure morning built, crumble, crack and rot. The night it hid the mountains. The rain covered me with love. And all the time standing there it was you that I thought of. You were bathed in newborn nightfall, you undressed beneath the stars. I was quiet when I kissed you but couldn't calm my beating heart. You said, "darling you are shaking, I can't tell if you're all right. So lay down in the grass with me 'cause the sun's about to rise." And when the time comes I'll get those blues. The ones I've left will get them too. So let us say that this is it, the pale light on pale skin. When the time comes I'll get those blues. On our way up past those grey clouds. All our sorrow comes as rain now. Maybe our mothers, who came along before us, will say that they told us. Oh we should have known it. And when the time comes I'll get those blues. The ones I've left will get them too. So let us say that this is it, the pale light on pale skin. When the time comes I'll get those blues