lyrics
MONTAGUE RHODES JAMES
There's one in the attic and one in the cellar,
You can trust me, I'm a seasoned spook seller.
There's one in the chapel and one in the bell tower,
Darkly silhouetted in the twilight hour.
In the dungeon there are many,
In the garden a white lady,
They don't have to be headless to be scary!
There's one in the stalls and one in the well,
Equally pitiful are the tales they tell.
There's one among the trees and one in the clearing,
It's not only the breeze that you're hearing.
In the dungeon there are many,
In the garden a white lady,
They don't have to be headless to be scary!
FIRE IN THE MOOR
Tonight there's bonfires in the moor,
I don't want to look, I locked the door.
Please don't tell me why the bonfires burn,
It's surely none of my concern.
Bonfires, bonfires in the moor.
Tonight the flames are higher than ever,
You can see them for miles but you never
Get to see the smiles on hooded faces
Nor hear the trample of boots in hallowed places.
Bonfires, bonfires in the moor.
Who's lighting the fires in the moor
And what they're burning for, I' mnot too sure.
It's a dark night but the hills are ablaze,
They'll come to take me one of these days.
One of these days, One of these days, if I'm not too frightened.
One of these days, One of these days, I'll be enlightened.
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from
Unveiled,
released May 31, 2011
Music & Lyrics : Arnaud SPITZ
aided by Marie-Cécile MALHAIRE and Benoit SANGOÏ
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