Pulling Me Under

She comes in slow Like rain on wire Cheap bar saints And a heart-for-hire Small gold cross Cold against skin Lord help me When she looks in What lonely spell keeps pullin’ me under? Warm autumn eyes and a voice like thunder She sells the night But her soul stays gone And I hold on To what won’t hold long Dark river fallin’ down her back Whiskey mouth Bitter wine She says, “Baby… Don’t ask what’s mine” Outside The sea wind moans Inside I shake to the bone What lonely spell keeps pullin’ me under? Warm autumn eyes and a voice like thunder She sells the night But her soul stays gone And I hold on To what won’t hold long Maybe some flames Burn without light Maybe some arms Hold you one night What lonely spell keeps pullin’ me under? Warm autumn eyes and a voice like thunder She sells the night But her soul stays gone And I hold on To what won’t hold long Dark river hair… Autumn eyes… Gone again