I marvel at days that go
Tales of a GrassWidow
When I was young, I thought I'd be
More than just a fantasy
I wanna be this, I wanna be that
A big black dog with the soul of a cat
The blue-eyed devil inside of me
He won't leave, he's buried deep
I used to have eyes, the color of sky
Now I can see in the middle of the night
I used to have eyes, the color of sky
Now I can see in the middle of the night
If I told you, would you believe
My soul is wicked, I'm a thief
They'd have burned me, 1690
'Twas a deadly nightshade which finished me
Now I'm haunting and I'm looming round
The old church yard and the damn dog pound
I'm giving some hell and I'm feeling free
Never was more than a fantasy
But I fly at night and by your candlelight
My shadow passed your window
I used to have eyes, the color of sky
Now I can see in the middle of the night
I used to have eyes, the color of sky
Now I can see in the middle of the night