A Witch's Call

Pale death on toasted bread
A winning clock rings in your ear
Jumping down the river of souvenirs
A blue moon in a candle jar

Rose-scented juice, as you live too long
Green stem pouring yellow pus, crying in unison
Oh, I dance, I dance
As the fire around me toasts my skin

A witch’s call for your wish to stop the fall
You want a winning clock ringing in your ear
Drowning in a honey river of young dreams
Red clouds in a motel bar
Martini drink as you laugh too hard

A black rose pours out blood, singing in unison
Oh, I live, I live
As the rain around me touches my skin

A dizzy tour on a carousel of love
For my dreams to go far
And Lord knows, my dreams will go far