Firewater - Balalaika

Album: Get Off the Cross, We Need The Wood For The Fire (1996) When the moon opens up her eye And the sun bows down his head You come stealing softly to my bed When the dogs chase rabbit dreams Cats are milking up the fire You dance toward me Balanced on a slender wire Balaliaka sing to me Like a siren from the deep Balaliaka sing a tender song Balaliaka soothe my soul Like you did so long ago How I miss your sorrow And your smile