Spiders

The piercing radiant moon, the storming of poor June

All the life running through her hair

Approaching guiding light, our shallow years in frightDreams are made winding through my head

Through my head

Before you know, awakeYour lives are open wide, the V chip gives them sight

Of all the life running through her hair

The spiders all in tune, the evening of the moonDreams are made winding through my head

Through my head

Before you know, awakeThrough my head, through my head

Before you know, before you know I will be waiting all awakeDreams are made winding through her hair

Dreams are made winding through her hair