Frank Black - Honeycomb Тексты

The old churchyard is where I faded
She watched me while, I fell unaided
And in my time when god's army came and got me

I could not find my honeycomb
I could not find my honeycomb
I could not find my honeycomb

Cherry brown, lips of maple
Olive creams, her eyes and face were
And in that town as I walk as a deserter

I could not find my honeycomb
I could not find my honeycomb
I could not find my honeycomb

Dance for God, dance for mating
The ritual of her figure eighting
And in my mind as I fly above the churchyard

I could not find my honeycomb
I could not find my honeycomb
I could not find my honeycomb

I could not find my honeycomb
I could not find my honeycomb
I could not find my honeycomb