As a baby you came on the underground day
And your mother cried...
You told me these things as the days became dreams (so real)
We talked of faith and Tennessee's plays and the common cold...
And the nights became ours
You're the moon and the stars
Just behind... all around...
She likes to move through the crowd
Flashes her eyes and the bodies fall down
Silently moving around
We go down...
You're the one I love most
We are hunting our ghosts in the bitter cold
And though we catch none
It's the chase that's the fun
So we'll try all our lives...
She likes to move through the crowd
Flashes her eyes and the bodies fall down
Silently moving around
They go down...
...
She likes to move through the crowd
Flashes her eyes and the bodies fall down
Silently moving around
We go down...
Down down down...