The New Orleans Bingo! Show - Solace lyrics

When solace draws your rags aside And laid my across my bed Its weaker mess? is general from The lips that I once fed Burn your presence on me With your condescending fling? Won't you help me call the land Into the dawning And so my mystic soul? As you flinch your knowing smile Lick my wounds to sooth me But you're laughing all the while Just what is the purpose of This memory for me As we coax this old charade into the dawning Seven times I service her Each night inside my head Taste her breath upon his sweet As roses ruby red Give to me the thorns I know That's all there is to see Choke them now with wine and wash away The dawning