Big Scary Belgian Blues song lyrics

I see your home in my head, and the tower in flames

I'll sing a song of the dead, the chanson sane

It's drilling holes in my pocket

I'll never ever stop yet

Fill my soul with your docket and your calm frame

You know I

You know I

You know I

You know I

The cold wind blows you it's kisses

The darkness takes them away

Just a slave to it's wishes

Just a slave to it's ways

So go and do your dirty dishes

Lay restless and suspicious

Be the prey amongst the hunters that killed your dishes

Go sing a song of light and hope

But never believe both

Go turn the injured to the mains

With your calm frame

You know I

You know I

You know I

You know I

The cold wind blows you it's kisses

The darkness takes them away

Just a slave to it's wishes

Just a slave to it's ways

The cold wind blows you it's kisses

The darkness takes them away, oh

Just a slave to it's wishes, oh

Just a slave to it's ways