Originally written by Challis & Roos on 19 March 1993, at Cherrywood Station on Vashon Island. This version recorded in Seattle 2008.
lyrics
When the door stays open
And the night shines in my eyes
I feel like getting up and joining you
But I know it isn’t wise
You’ve taken me some places
Places that I didn’t want to see
And now you’ve opened up the cages
Of some things that want to gnaw on me
And I know that if I doubt you
Your teeth will come rolling out
Your skin will crack like parchment
And your one good eye will bulge and shout
Wrapped up like cherries in a cloth
My mind is seasick on this trip
Please release me to my own designs
Trip back on your word, your vain friendship
Wherever I may be taken
Whoever I may choose to serve
I’ll be sure of this one thing
If I can just bite the nerve
Trip the light fantastic
Own the night’s blue air
The red, red roses on the pathway
Lead this devil’s fair
A hunter’s shotgun in the black
Yellow eyes flashing under green
And the weight of heaven’s gate
Presses down on me
Wrapped up like cherries in a cloth
My mind is seasick on this trip
Please release me to my own designs
Trip back on your word, your vain friendship
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