Night of the Dancing Flame - Róisín Murphy

Curiosity

The young and the free

There for all to see

Entranced

Burned by the flame

Have your senses taken leave

Into the fire of true belief

It’s the orgy of the free

It was at first as

If they were shadows

Shimmering visions

By the light of the dancing flame

Bodies in motion

The sound of the ocean

Came into vision

On the night of the dancing flame

What of your own free will

Bodies are writhing still

There in the moonlight

With my head up help high

Wish I could keep on walking by

But I

Find myself drawn to you

I let you do what you want to do

You had your wicked way

There on the site of the dancing flame

It was at first as

If they were shadows

Shimmering visions

By the light of the dancing flame

Bodies in motion

The sound of the ocean

Came into vision

On the night of the dancing flame

To dance around the fire

On the night of the dancing flame

To make the flame grow higher

In the light of the dancing flame

To dance around the fire

On the night of the dancing flame

To make the flame grow higher

In the light of the dancing flame

Oh that starry night

Lost my sense of time

I don’t know how I

Got my fingers burned

Maybe I got too close

To the light of the

To the light of the

To the light of the dancing flame

The light of the

The light of the

The light of the dancing flame