Well she goes walking at night Up the stairs with her prayers into the moonlight Shes floating like a fizzled out satellite With no aim to her feet And she gets lost in a fog Pacing like a zombie on the widows walk The wind it screams but the ghosts dont talk Her eyes glassed on the sea, singing Well he goes walking at night On the bow in the calm of the haunting light Looks like the black of the waters got an appetite Calling him to the deep Hes been talking in his sleep Saying things in the morning that he cant repeat Dreams of death in a drowning epiphany He starts to weep, singing The sky explodes, the sea it roars, the crashing of the waves The howling wind it stings his skin the blinding of the rain Oh he goes overboard Towed into the grey Face down he floats away She goes walking at night Up the stairs with her prayers into the moonlight Shes floating like a fizzled out satellite With no aim to her feet, singing
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