Mojo Pin (Live at the Theatre de Fourvière, Lyon, France - July 1995)

Mojo Pin (Jeff Buckley / Gary Lucas) It's a song about a dream Well i'm lying in my bed The blanket is warm This body will never be safe from harm Still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal Touch my skin to keep me whole If only you'd come back to me If you laid at my side I wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to keep me satisfied Don't wanna weep for you, I don't wanna know I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow The memories fire, the rhythms fall slow Black beauty I love you so Precious, precious silver and gold and pearls in oyster's flesh Drop down we two to serve and pray to love Born again from the rhythm screaming down from heaven Ageless, ageless I'm there in your arms Don't wanna weep for you, I don't wanna know I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow The memories fire, the rhythms fall slow Black beauty I love you so So, so... The welts of your scorn, my love, give me more Send whips of opinion down my back, give me more Well it's you I've waited my life to see It's you I've searched so hard for... Don't wanna weep for you, I don't wanna know I'm blind and tortured, the white horses flow The memories fire, the rhythms fall slow Black beauty I love you so So, black black black black beauty...