Thursday, March 28, 2013

The Devil's Bed

THE DEVIL'S BED - Written by Carroll Bryant
 
 
You can’t seem to comfort all my pain
Your tears pour down like a Mississippi rain
I can hear the hounds of hell call out
Never understanding your love or what it’s all about
 
I’m sleeping in the devils bed tonight
Trying  hard to get this feeling right
When I left you standing there I almost went out of my mind
Now I find I’m sleeping … in the devil’s bed tonight
 
I know I’m selfish and I get eaten up with pride
Can’t be persuaded by the helpless look in your eyes
I squeezed the breath right from your beating heart
Never understanding your love or how it even started
 
I’m sleeping in the devils bed tonight
Trying hard to get this feeling right
When I left you standing there I almost went out of my mind
Now I find I’m sleeping … in the devil’s bed tonight
 
I can see the lightning as it strikes across the sky
The thunder shakes my senses to the moment I might die
I look inside the diamond that hides behind your life
I can’t see a goddamn thing except memories that we both know have died
 
Our memories have died
 
You can’t seem to comfort all my pain
Your tears pour down like a Mississippi rain
I can hear the hounds of hell call out
Never understanding your love or what it’s all about
 
I’m sleeping in the devils bed tonight
Trying  hard to get this feeling right
When I left you standing there I almost went out of my mind
Now I find I’m sleeping … in the devil’s bed tonight

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