Silver Dagger

I’m on the dark side

Of a hollow hill

The sun comes up babe

But its hard to get my fill

Your blue zarape

It fits my mood

I’m through with bibles

I’m through with food

Somebody’s calling

Trying to track me down

And if i don’t answer

I’d hang around

I’d slide past lovers

Lost in the dark

And i look for high ground

For to build and ark

And i cant remember

When i felt so free

Maybe September

The year you believed in me

Nineteen hundred

And ninety nine

When i found the angels

A-drinking wine

Seems every castle

Is made of sand

And the great destroyer

Sleeps in every man

Here comes my baby

Here comes my man

With that silver dagger

in his hand

Whooo…

With that silver dagger

In his hand