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
Uuh uuu smile sweetly
Uuh uuu kind lady
Uuh uuu smile sweetly
Uuh uuu kind lady
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
Sweep me under, Adeleine
Through the door, through the door
Small love is never sure
Through the door, through the door
Did I meet you here before?
Adeleine Adeleine, hold the line, another line
Adeleine Adeleine, hold the line, another line
Adeleine Adeleine, hold the line, another line
Adeleine Adeleine, hold the line, another line
Uuh uuu smile sweetly
Uuh uuu kind lady
Uuh uuu smile sweetly
Uuh uuu kind lady
Uuh uuu smile sweetly
Uuh uuu kind lady
Uuh uuu smile sweetly
Uuh uuu kind lady
Uuh uuu smile sweetly
Uuh uuu kind lady