Melusine -

When, when a sky splits it pours down gold

Into the pale eyes like red hot coals

It is in the air, in which you breathe

It is in your head, these wicked thoughts

Rolling out of town into a fog

Just like that night a long big surf

It’s in the water that you drink

It is in your head, these wicked thoughts

You can have just one heart at a time

You can have just one heart at a time

You’re, not the young man that you once were

Shoulder the head that you once give

All the foolish thoughts your young mind had

All that liquor on your tongue

Now good money don’t buy back soul

Move your feet roll your hips

It is in the air, in which you breathe

It is in the speed with which you run

You can have just one heart at a time

You can have just one heart at a time

Walk until the words roll up a

Hidden in the whipper will in time

You can sing the scales the river runs

Glitters like the words off of her tongue

Out of parted lips from her worn lungs

Carving out the memory from the heart

When, when a sky splits it pours down gold

Into the pale eyes like red hot coals

It is in the air, in which you breathe

It is in the speed with which you run

You can have just one heart at a time

You can have just one heart at a time

Walk until the words roll up a

Hidden in the whipper will in time

You can sing the scales the river runs

Glitters like the words off of her tongue

Out of parted lips from her worn lungs

Carving out the memory from the heart