The First Taste 歌词

The mother spoke your name across her lips And kissed the children on the forehead She turned down the lamps and closed the door You came out from the closet We had seen you once before Projected monstrous onto movie screens Stalking outside under window panes we understood you made your living Oh-oh-oh where do you come from? Oh-oh-oh where do you go? And at the bottom of the staircase Hiding quiet under basement noise You kept ready all your ropes and twine Tasting for my ankles Oh-oh-oh where do you come from? Oh-oh-oh where do you go? Dawn came slow We awoke with your fingertips On our eyelids I am older and awake again In the hours before morning I have learned you are a formless thing Undeserving of our fearing Still my skin Speaks your name It’s hard to take Away the first taste