He comes to you in the cold and you know you'd rather not move but...
it's not too cold.
You're ok, you'd rather put the fire on.
He starts to move and we're watching
as he jerks into life in seconds.
"Baby", he says to me, "it's late".
And the wind blows.
We saw the moon rise and he says to me,
"Come with me to the hanging tree,
I'll show you what you want to know".
"And you're not here, not just yet",
says the eye to the heart and he's gone.
And I miss you on nights like these,
moon sailing on a summer's breeze.
You're like a disease that comes back again.
Because you love me in your own special way, I need you too.
And I, I need you, too.
from Rebellion: Vol 1
released October 24, 2015
Written and performed by Red Painted Red
Recorded at Manchester Spice and Prosthetics
Mastered at The Cage
Released by Wrotycz Records
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