John Malcolm Too Many Lovers Lyrics

All colours of demons, running wild on the wires
Murderers tremble, the sea breaks out in fires
Hissing like serpents, the wind finds my fear
Somebody call an angel, to get me out of here
Tears falling naked, from darkness above
Too many lovers, and not enough love

Folds of blue flame, overtaking the chills
Of deep gloom in the west, on the hovering hills
Cold shores of the prison, framed under the stars
Cold cries of the prisoner, blamed for the bars
For a shot, through the heart, of an innocent dove
Too many lovers, and not enough love

A white lady in black, a black lady in white
Dance hand in hand, to the edge of the night
Nobody can see them, because no one believes
Nobody's going to know them, until no one grieves
They can't see the diamonds; they're still in the rough,
Too many lovers, and not enough love

The sky is on acid, the moon is on heat
The stars are on speed; they're forgetting to eat
I'm onto you, but I can't catch your eye
Your body is tingling, as comets go by
Everyone's high, but it's not the good stuff
Too many lovers, and not enough love

Too many midnights, not enough dawns
Such ugly hunters for such pretty, pretty fawns
Everyone's high, but it's not the good stuff
Too many lovers, and not enough love

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