The 5th Dimension - Requiem: 8:20 Latham lyrics
[The 5th Dimension - Requiem: 8:20 Latham lyrics]
When I came to you there in that cold
Telephone pole horror of the night
And you came out to meet
Me in that filmy thing
And sat down on the porch swing
And I knew the moon would melt
Before I held you to my
Breast like that again, yeah
Why could I not die then
Warm behind the curtains of your hair?
When we stopped the clock on that cold rock
Mixed our hot young blood with granite dust
And I raised my head to kiss the sweat
That hung like honey from your goddess brow
And I knew the mountainside would be
Ten million years of dust and rust
Before I took you up there again, yeah
Why could I not die then
Warm behind the curtains of your hair?
Instead, I was found dead and well
Carrying on my life
With much gusto and death breath
Buried without casket and no
One writes my epitaph
'Cause they heard that I'm still breathing
And they think that means I'm still alive
I'm still alive
And I knew the mountainside would be
Ten million years of dust and rust
Before I took you up there again
And why could I not die then
Warm behind the curtains of your hair?
Why could I not die then
Since it doesn't really matter where?
Telephone pole horror of the night
And you came out to meet
Me in that filmy thing
And sat down on the porch swing
And I knew the moon would melt
Before I held you to my
Breast like that again, yeah
Why could I not die then
Warm behind the curtains of your hair?
When we stopped the clock on that cold rock
Mixed our hot young blood with granite dust
And I raised my head to kiss the sweat
That hung like honey from your goddess brow
And I knew the mountainside would be
Ten million years of dust and rust
Before I took you up there again, yeah
Why could I not die then
Warm behind the curtains of your hair?
Instead, I was found dead and well
Carrying on my life
With much gusto and death breath
Buried without casket and no
One writes my epitaph
'Cause they heard that I'm still breathing
And they think that means I'm still alive
I'm still alive
And I knew the mountainside would be
Ten million years of dust and rust
Before I took you up there again
And why could I not die then
Warm behind the curtains of your hair?
Why could I not die then
Since it doesn't really matter where?