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When I danced for your father he wore a coat made of gray, |
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I danced with his arm in my arm, |
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And my arm led him harmless away, |
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And I danced for your mother I left her cold in her grave, |
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I've danced for your people for an age, |
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And I've danced for an age, |
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Now I have been blind, I have left out my clothes in the rain, |
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And the rain it comes down in buckets and lines, |
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Put your arm in my arm, |
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Oh I come in the night, |
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And we meet in the corners you keep out of sight, |
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I have come back for you in the night, |
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We were born with the seeds and the seeds... |
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When I danced for your father he'd come along if I'd say, |
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I'd leave him his works, but my words like all words, |
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When they come they go away, gone away. |
