The Desert


Hey Cleopatra

One day in November

A tall killer with sunglasses

Who looked away when she did it


She looked so

Far away  


She's got a torn black sleeve

'Cause she just turned 21

We were talking about a heartbeat

She left me


In the desert

Forty days and forty nights

Lost in the desert

Forty days and forty nights


Just a suicide moon     

Kissed by kerosene

               

It burns immaculately


In the desert

Forty days and forty nights

Lost in the desert

Forty days and forty nights