Lion's Den

Lion's Den - Dry the River

Night descended like a blanket on the house

Where I miss you like a limb

I close the curtains shun the working and

I put your record on

I put your record on

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

I the lonely tax collector never had

Such a feeling before you came

You descended I amended

And I need it like a hole in the head

I need it like a hole in the head

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

You took me to the lion's den

And waited for the beast to begin

You took me to the lion's den

Waited for begin

You took me to the lion's den

And waited for the beast to begin

Waited for begin

You took me to the lion's den

And waited for the beast to begin

Waited begin

Oh oh oh oh