Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dancers At The End Of Time, artist - Howlin' Rain. Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
Dancers At The End Of Time |
| Let the fall winds |
| Rattle at our door |
| And call us to the lunatic sea |
| For the pleasure games we play so easily |
| That never really make a soul |
| Details will haunt us in strange ways |
| Like snow and smoke and skeletal leaves |
| Who will resurrect us? |
| Jive, ass, and teeth |
| One we’ve all drunk our fill of fire |
| A strange sadness hangs around the trees |
| As if our life and times were fruit |
| Ripen too quickly into rot |
| And falling on this stinking spot |
| Tones of history ring here like a gong |
| But the pitch is bent and queer |
| Upon a beach of bones the iron orchid stands |
| And casts her cobalt gaze across the years |
| Mrs. Amelia Underwood |
| Carry my heart in your hands |
| Jesus will shine on you brightly |
| Into the hollow lands |
| Now the sky, a find of fire |
| The season’s tears to ancient wine |
| A ghostly blight from godless eyes |
| The howling flames of our desires |
| Your hair tumbles like a racehorse down |
| The country hails your sky now ma’am |
| And I’m not gonna need it like the lion needs to kill |
| Cause in the lion all desire and prayer is one |
| Used to be time was upon us |
| Carried our hearts on our sleeves |
| Wearing the joy and the sorrow |
| Like beautiful fall-painted leaves |
| Mrs. Amelia Underwood |
| Carry my heart in you hands |
| Jesus will shine on you brightly |
| Into the hollow lands |