Circles In Red Dirt

Now Michel was a man

He rode his horse high

A knife in his hand

Cold rain in his eyes

A knife in his hand

He curses the sky

Come woman come woman

Out from the deep

Take the knife from my hand

Make your love to me

We leave blood in the sand

As we swim in the sea

Take a branch from the tree

Draw circles in red dirt

A branch from the tree

A stick from the ground

A stone from the deep

Draw circles in red dirt

"Cold rain in my eyes,

A knife in her hand

We draw circles in red dirt

And curse the land"

In her red velvet

She holds her cigar

Looks in the mirror

Drinks blood rum

Chants in the mirror

As smoke fills her face

We light the candles

Send them out to sea

Light the candles

Send them out to sea

In silent boats

We send them out to sea

Take a branch from the tree

Draw circles in red dirt

A branch from the tree

A stick from the ground

A stone from the sea

Draw circles in red dirt

Now Michel was a man

He rode his horse high

A knife in his hand,

cold rain in his eyes

A knife in his hand,

he curses the sky

Come woman come woman

Come out from the sea

You took the knife from my hand

And you made love to me

You left my blood in the sand

As I sink to this deep.

Eshu Eshu

Eshu Eshu

Eshu