Mediaeval Sienese Acid Blues

Through lights in ancient windows
I saw your shadow rise
Through lights in ancient windows
I saw your shadow rise

And a punk old jury passed my water
As I pirouetted into your eyes
You couldn't see me dance
Until you looked

I press my forehead till it creases longways
And splits the fine vaulting in my brain
I press my forehead till it creases vertical
And wrecks the fine vaulting in my brain

Oh, St. George's Chapel
And then a wind comes in from the western sea
And brings with it the acid rain
Yeah, I let it rain on me

In a square the tribesman juggles flags
And the crossbow tears my mind
In a square the tribesman juggles flags
And the crossbow tears my mind

Oh

And if you thought I'd stop forever
You better look one step behind
You'll see something