Lost Honeybee Lyrics

In my mind the devil rings a warning bell

It echoes all around

Beyond the point where lovers go

Out to some failing theatre show

It sounds

Though her voice may call on me

And feed my yearning

Empathy catches like a melody in the ether

Suddenly I am back to where I stood

Dangling on the edges of denial

And it was me who saw the sweethearts in full flow

Then watched affection come and go with the ease of a folding domino

It would seem that she plays a mean hard-hearted game for cruel sport

But everything's confused

Devoted words hang in the air

Just residue reshaped and reproduced

And though she's just an anecdote of playful times and inner jokes

Her memory lingers like a ghost next to me

A baritone bellow from my bursting chest

I'm babbling in a vacuum to no-one

Saying it was me who saw the sweethearts come undone on a street in Babylon

Where each girl has a place and a song in their name

But it seems that in the age of wannabies

She's a ringer for the queen

Or just a lost honeybee

In my mind the devil sings a harmony

It makes the bloody sound of a thousand tales of tragedy

A million words all strewn across the ground

And though my walls came crashing in a fit of love

A mothering archangel came to take me in

She soaked my feet and bathed my skin

And I was calling out her name

Singing to the heavens for a clue

Singing it was me who saw the sweethearts in full flow

Then watched my lover come and go like a thief

At the end of it all

She is free

But it seems that in the age of wannabies

She's a ringer for the queen

Or just a lost honeybee