She Bangs the Drums

I can feel the earth begin to move

I hear my needle hit the groove

And spiral through another day

I hear my song begin to say

Kiss me where the sun don't shine

The past was yours

But the future's mine

You're all out of time



I don't feel too steady on my feet

I feel hollow I feel weak

Passion fruits and holy bread

Fill my guts and ease my head

Through the early morning sun

She bangs the drums



Have you seen her have you heard

The way she plays there are no words

To describe the way I feel



She'll be the first she'll be the last

To describe the way I feel

The way I feel



Have you seen her have you heard

The way she plays there are no words

To describe the way I feel



She'll be the first she'll be the last

To describe the way I feel

The way I feel



Have you seen her have you heard

The way she plays there are no words

To describe the way I feel



She'll be the first she'll be the last

To describe the way I feel

The way I feel