Red - Tara MacLean

Her face is down and her fingers hang loose

Like horsetail cigarettes

Looks like half a man is all she gets tonight

My little Hercules never hurt anyone

And he’s the only way of getting home

So when you’re between her lips and the spine of her bed

When everything turns red

Well, I see red as well

When you see the color of love

I see the color of hell

I lose myself and I fall away

Past the sad and long dog days

Through a world

In which I don’t belong anymore

Past the barstool boys

Who take and take me anyhow

But they never take you away

So when you fall beneath her sheets I lose my head

When everything goes red

Well, I see red as well

When you see the color of love

I see the color of hell

Lord, lead me on

To a world that I can no longer find

My dear you are all the time