The Fatima Mansions As I washed the blood off Lyrics

Nite Flights Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Nite Flights
  • 2 As I washed the blood off
  • 3 Diamonds, fur coats, champagne
  • 4 Its so cold...I think

  • As I washed the blood off she yelled at me
    though no blows had been struck
    and she still looked so serene
    then she started to cry
    then she burst out laughing
    then three sharp words in that warrior's tongue
    I'd learned them well
    through this night in hell

    "I'm not ashamed of my body
    I never said you hurt me
    with your faithless wit and your aimless guile
    and your [fall from] hands and your shame faced smile
    Everything you touch is gonna TURN TO DUST!"

    Not a stone will stand upon a stone
    Not a stone will stand upon a stone

    As I washed the blood off she laughed at me
    and asked whose reincarnation I might be
    I said, "I'm not your father
    or the-two legged beast who scarred you
    though I have done great wrongs of my own."

    They were long ago
    so how could you know?

    I never asked for your pity
    That's just as well if you ask me
    Then the lights went out
    and a rumble built to become a roar
    but she screamed, "It's you!
    Every day you wake is gonna end in hate!"

    Not a stone will stand upon a stone
    Not a stone will stand upon a stone

    I didn't know what to do
    How could I tell her the truth?
    I climbed up out of her hall
    and went to sleep on the roof
    When I woke up to the sun
    her brother brought me some food
    and we played cards until 'noon
    Five stories up from [...?]

    The pools of blood and the blasted rocks
    and the children screaming who will never stop
    and the blast of heat
    and the stench of gas
    and the lost dogs fighting over human scraps
    and she called to us from the street beneath
    "My footloose ways will be the death of me!"
    and she took the hand of a drunk militia captain

    Not a stone will stand upon a stone
    Not a stone will stand upon a stone

    As I washed the blood off she spat at me
    and said it's about time you died
    My outbound train gave a sickening lurch
    and I hung my head and cried
    For shame I sat and cried
    I could not help but cry

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