She Bangs the Drums

I can feel the Earth begin to move I hear my needle hit the groove And spiral through another day I hear my song begin to say Kiss me where the sun don't shine The past was yours, but the future's mine You're all out of time I don't feel too steady on my feet I feel hollow, I feel weak Passion fruits and holy bread Fill my guts and ease my head Through the early morning sun I can see her, here she comes She bangs the drums Have you seen her? Have you heard? The way she plays, there are no words To describe the way I feel How could it ever come to pass? She'll be the first, she'll be the last To describe the way I feel The way I feel Have you seen her? Have you heard? The way she plays, there are no words To describe the way I feel How could it ever come to pass? She'll be the first, she'll be the last To describe the way I feel The way I feel Have you seen her? Have you heard? The way she plays, there are no words To describe the way I feel How could it ever come to pass? She'll be the first, she'll be the last To describe the way I feel The way I feel