Adeleine

I'm on the reservoir Can you see the sun? Radio transmissions, from 1961 They're burning through your eyes with a terrible light Soft recollections of a terrible night And I feel dead lonesome now Take me to the wire Turn me onto something new And as the dead sun sets on the heavenly line carry me along with you Help me out of this darkness please Help me out of this hole. Take me under your harlot wing Burn me into your soul I'm on the reservoir with a seamstress muse I look inside myself What a terrible view I don't know anyone with a mind like yours I've not felt terror So thunderous before And I feel dead lonesome now Take me to the fire Travel on to somewhere new And as the dead sun sets over avenue 9 carry me along with you Help me out of this darkness me please Help me out of this hole. Take me under your scarlet wing burn me into your soul Adeleine hold the line Bring me under take your time Through the doorway take me high Then sweep me under Adeleine Woo woo smile sweetly Woo woo kind lady Adeleine Adeleine Hold the line, another line