On a Hundred Towns
We spoke of love and we spoke of blood, for all the good it did.
‘til somebody else pressed a hand on me, and I was taken, I was scared to death.
They always said you looked good in black, but I was never certain.
Oh we walked through the streets when the snow was as thick as love,
Yes we walked in the road where the snow was as thick as blood.
And I can remember a figure in silhouette as I planned for the future.
I can remember a queen in her prime  - or a princess in mourning.
Can you feel can you feel,
can you
feel?
Can you feel what I’m thinking?
Can you tell, can you tell,
Can you
Tell?
Can you tell what I’m feeling?
Can you hear can you hear
Can you
hear?
Can you hear what I’m listening to?
Do you know, do you know
Do you
Know?
Do you know what I think of you?
Oh I bet you do.
We could be the chosen ones , we could be a midnight sun
A falling of Angels.
Like stars on an autumn night – we’d shine so bright.
We could be the moon that rose so huge – even though the rain came down.
On a Hundred towns
On
A
Hundred
Towns.