Requiem Aeternam - The Crimea

When your eyelids flicker

and liquor is your oldest friend.

When you dream of silence,

silence on which life depends.

When the full moon won’t leave you alone,

watches you stagger all the way home,

stares in through your bedroom window.

Love, love, love.

Love, it comes in strange disguises.

All through the night

I was seventeen again.

Love, 'til requiem aeternam.

When I feel her heartbeat,

Boom.

When she tells me secrets,

secrets of the witching hour.

When the full moon’s there all afternoon,

all smiles when your lips turn blue,

backflips when they try to revive you.

Love, love, love.

Love, it keeps the goldfish swimming.

Saw basic instinct

when I was seventeen years old.

Love.

Still got the scars to show.

I need you like a siamese twin,

I feel you like a broken wing.

Like floating down from outer space,

like falling on to helicopter blades.

Happiness is possible,

just keep rolling the snowball up the hill.

Love.

Concentrate on survival,

your ship will come in, just keep on stumbling.

Love, towards requiem aeternam.

Love, 'til requiem aeternam.

God rest her soul