Ravine Angel - Dima

Bash your father's head in
Take the money, hit the road
Young hearts must expand or they'll explode
Faithless lover
I hope by the dawn she knows
Just how far you let this go

Twelve bottles of champagne
One bullet in your gun
Tip the driver well
And never see the sun
Become the subject of
Great local rumour
And disappear at once
Goodnight, my love

She's staying in a mansion
Far off in the woods
The last place you will wake
Then gone for good
She's entertaining servicemen
Of every code and stripe
They're nothing but a threat
To your good time

The words, the words
Come stumbling out
In a snicker of a secret
That it's hopeless to reroute
And you're pretty sure
That no one knows
What you're talking about
When one of several servicemen
Casts a gaze in doubt

A fight breaks out among the soldiers,
But in the morning light
Your love brings you aside
Though you're still estranged
She says she loves you
Through concealed delight
You still must say goodnight
Goodnight

When they brought you in
You knew that life was still worth living
They sent you to a labour camp
For twenty years
For a crime
That pretty soon
You'd learn you'd not committed
You still took on your sentence with no tears
And I am drunk and in the doorway
Of my old apartment
The year is 2020
I'm facing down a sentence of my own
We will face up to our failures
Or we will be alone

Written by:
Teague Clements

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