Marc Almond - The Thief and the Night lyrics

You dip your naked fingers
Into my foggy eyes
My eyelashes like storm clouds
Blown across sea-blue skies

My patience like a medal tacked to my chest
A gold sun pinned onto a black vest

I'd like to hurt you out of love
Break you open like a vault
It's not my fault I'm this way
Sometimes you pick my pockets
Watched by an eagle on it's claws
Into a cave black as night
My fingers break into leaf
All that green disorder
On a quick-fingered thief a criminal queer
The dawn's clear red light

Finds us out as thieves
Shot through by starlight
And pissing on our graves

My feet wrapped in wooden socks
I cross the forest floor poor as a vagrant
A thief at your door

An angel on a wounded horse rides by at noon
While I keep on begging broken alone

I dream of you crushing
My finger with your boos
When two thieves join hands
It's like an old tree's roots

An angel on a wounded horse rides by at noon
While I keep on begging broken down alone