You’ve got those lonesome hands on me
And we both know what it means
Like some godless hunter’s call
You fixed a meal, I touched your breast
We wonder how much time is left
But life won’t let me stay

“But how long till the heart is free?”
You ask this piece of meat
Please clear the fog; I want to see that which calls to me
Like a cloaked figure on the dawn

We’re dancing young under Christmas lights
The gentle warmth of an evening wine
A woman’s loving flesh
They’ve got the law on their side
But it don’t make a better life
No, God blessed the wolf instead

“But how long till the heart is free?”
You ask this piece of meat
Please clear the fog; I want to see that which calls to me
Like a cloaked figure on the dawn

“But how long till the heart is free?”
You ask this piece of meat
Please clear the fog; I want to see that which calls to me
Like a cloaked figure on the dawn, like a cloaked figure on the dawn


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