Opium Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:1993
Lyrics
The robins are flying, it's time for the wind
To push on the gravestones, festooned with sin.
The candle burns dimly, shadows all around.
The drip of the water resounds.
Moonlight shines on tapestries, gentle weaves, Fills the basin and then hits my eye
And I sigh as I ride very high—opium.
Edgar and Oscar and Lewis all knew,
Samuel and Shelley and Lord Byron, too.
My library calls me, and I try to learn
The genius uncovered by the slightest burn.
Moonlight shines on tapestries, gentle weaves, Fills the basin and then hits my eye
And I sigh as I ride very high—opium.