Honeycomb
Frank Black
Letra

Álbum: Honeycomb ( 2005)

The old churchyard 
is where i faded 
she watched me while 
i fell unaided 
and in my time when god's army came and got me 
i could not find my honeycomb 
i could not find my honeycomb 
i could not find my honeycomb 
cherry-brown 
lips of maple 
olive creams 
her eyes and face were 
and in that town as i walk as a deserter 
i could not find my honeycomb 
i could not find my honeycomb 
i could not find my honeycomb 
dance for god 
dance for mating 
the ritual of her figure eighting 
and in my mind as i fly above the churchyard 
i could not find my honeycomb 
i could not find my honeycomb 
i could not find my honeycomb 
i could not find my honeycomb 
i could not find my honeycomb