She meets you in an empty street with a bottle of wine
As she turns to face you, she asks for a cigarrette
She even says "please"
She brings a heavy deck of cards, (go on) and her feet are bare
Her lovers become her enemies and from then on, they're only memories
Yes
Like a beggar chooses life, like fireflies in the wind
Like a moth, in a summer breeze, like a moth in a warm summer breeze
They are only memories
We stop at the waters edge
(Go on) A discovery is made
(Go on)
Well, with her hands in the clay
She walks through the grass
And shows her teeth
With the soil at her toes and earth in her hair the woman in the well climbs up
Stone by... stone by stone
You see a complicated thing
You see the source of all my rage
And it hurts, because I can't runaway
Because I can't run away
All her lovers become her enemies
And from then they're only memories
Yes