Persephone

Steve Kilbey / Martin Kennedy

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Lyrics (unofficial)

Diamonds are just hot squashed coal
I love you baby but you're in a hole
Not a holy place
Just look at your face

Your wine is just sour grapes
I love you baby but you made a mistake
Flaking out of sky
Shaking out a sigh

All her dreams are coming true
You better hope she don't dream about you
Persephone

Who's coming down the hall tonight
Her eyes so black, her skin so white
Persephone

Vultures swirl around you girl
The tombstone shot around the gliders whirl
Not a pearl in sight
Just look at tonight

A light comes on inside my head
I hear these words on a musical bed
And the speakers bled
And the tears were shed

Give me a ghost, a ghost of a chance
Come on baby it's our last dance
Persephone

Who growing richer, who got the gold
Who got the heat before it went cold
Persephone

Give me a ghost, a ghost of a chance
Come on baby it's our last dance
Persephone

Who growing richer, who got the gold
Who got the heat before it went cold
Persephone

Persephone

Persephone