The Devil

Well, the Devil, he wore his black and gray With a glint in his eye he fixed his gaze He said, "I'm not here in town for long The night is young the wine is strong Look to prove you're tough as anyone in anything Weary of your broken heart Convince yourself to have a little fun, a little fling The valley's deeper in the dark So you run to the Devil, the sweet with the bitter When the smoke clears, watch your step, reconsider Take a pill, take a leap, take anything to help you close your eyes Well, the Devil, he grabbed your hand and ran Smooth as silver, soft as sand In a whirl of street and glass and light Everything swallowed up in the night The Devil laughs and says, you're good enough, I'm through for now It takes a day to clear the haze And all you're left with is the chill of him, to wonder how To scrape him off; he only stays So you're tied to the Devil, you lose what was taken Brush the night from your eyes, you must be mistaken Take a breath, find your pride, but nothing here will ever be the same So I ran from the city to hide away I went down to the river to wash and pray Well the Devil, he whispers low and deep: You closed your eyes, it's your blame to keep You closed your eyes