run, run, my sister run
all the damage is done
and soon, night, the darkness will come
and take us one by one
(?) brother of mine
made of water and wine
oh they'll like what they find
beautiful by design
will it dim the bright shine on your halo
oh i'm getting old
that's what i'm told
if you listen to the voice in your head
and all the ghosts in your bed
surely you'll be misled