Blood from the Stone

Walk down this well drawn beach
You know the stones more than you know me
I hear the tide calling your name
I hear the syllables coming from the crashing waves
So go on now, and get low down back to your home

Awe, sweet remember sweet days of sweet september
When the sun came down on you
Burnt my hair yellow, turned your eyes to blue
You better run all night, you better run for your life
Cus today's the day, tonight's the night we die

Oh I took an arrow from your quiver
Make you shiver
Silver in your eye, hand upon your thigh
You're moovin, You're groovin
And i makes me wonder why I got the

So go on now, and get low
Go back down to your watery home
You better get runnin and go for days
There's nothing left here for you babe
You better run, run, run, run, run
You better run, run, run, run, run
And when you're done, know you were running from something

Oh I took an arrow from your quiver
Make you shiver
Silver in your eye, hand upon your thigh
You're moovin, You're groovin
And i makes me wonder why I got the
Blood from the Stone
And i wrang it out all over you
I got the, Blood from the Stone

You say you wanna paint the town red
But if you do, in the morning
The Stone will be dead