Simon Coverdale - Shiva on the Wall

Summer's end, river bend, not much to do
None of us were working in the days when I met you
I sort of loved you but I was empty ground
Shake my moneybox and I don't make a sound
And Shiva was dancing on the wall
That summer night before the fall

Heroin, India and Rock n Roll
Sell a little bit of innocence to buy a little soul
My heart was broken, my lips were cold and sore
I gave you nothing you never asked for more
And Shiva was dancing on the wall
That summer night before the fall

The gentle sin of leopard skin, silence of a smile
Lovers in a rest stop on the long and lonesome mile
You painted with a crow's wing and the symbols of the road
An image of your mother and the stories that she told
And Shiva was dancing on the wall
That summer night before the fall

Said I didn't know, exactly how to feel
Takes me all my time to work out what is real
I think I'm sliding but I don't know for sure
Half way into something and halfway out the door
And Shiva was dancing on the wall
That summer night before the fall

Gave me a book to read upon the bus
It was just you and me and never us
Broken hearts get mended by something less than love
In the summer land before the flood
And Shiva was dancing on the wall
That summer night before the fall

Written by:
Simon Coverdale

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