Mona

Down in the mud in a box in a whole Beneath the roots of a dying willow They laid my body in mahogany red But a little spark still crowds my head Mona! Mona! And it's been years since my last breath It's been years since I last laughed Taste of rain, touch of your neck Here, lower in the earth I lie Here, I tremble like I still had a life And all the sounds above Were visions sharp and clear And all the light outside Aroma to my ear You are the pulse that pushes the blood You are the hunger that feeds my love You are the red of your red fingernails Your are the mud that fills my grail Mona! Mona! Here, lower in the earth I lie Here, I tremble like I still had a life And all the sounds above Were visions sharp and clear And all the light outside Aroma to my ear