songs in the night. [lost count of days and pages]

[photo: barbara vidal]

Ran inside a burnt orange field
Just to get from behind the wheel
Tell me the time and place
Sing hallelujah in the face of disgrace
I took the thief by the hand
And said you’re gonna give me back my land
Cos underneath your disguise
We’re the same blood I can see in your eyes

Let it carry us away
Carry us away, my love
Fling wide all of these gates
Carry us away, my love

Something good is gonna come
Swing low and let the sorrow be done
Tell me the time and the place
Sing hallelujah in the face of disgrace
Thrown inside a prison cell
Oh our bodies they weren’t feeling so well
But we are still the dangerous kind
Makin bright songs in the dead of the night

Let it carry us away
Carry us away, my love
Fling wide all of these gates and
Carry us away, my love