Spider's Rue1

"there's spiders there, spinning in the dark..."

(instrumental)

It’s ‘drat and curses!’ spoken from the dark
where spiders weave has taken dew to heart.
Too often morning bends the hidden arcs
and glistened leaves are secret’s lying art.

Where spiders weave has taken dew to heart,
a somnolence of dawn is breasted truth
and glistened leaves are secret’s lying art
which glasses made of rose are want to smooth.

(refrain)
I tried to sleep, my eyes were closed,
I’d dreams to keep and oft proposed
but webs are strung and flung far and wide
beneath the pillows it’s there I’ll hide;
a spider’s rue and struggle ensue
I’ll wake eventually and
know I’m through.

A somnolence of dawn is breasted truth,
its silence blackmails predator and prey
which glasses made of rose are want to smooth
in spider’s web of dew as ‘caught’ displayed.

(outro)
Too often morning bends the hidden arcs,
its ‘drat and curses!’ spoken from the dark.

(refrain)
I tried to sleep, my eyes were closed,
I’d dreams to keep and oft proposed
but webs are strung and flung far and wide
beneath the pillows it’s there I’ll hide;
a spider’s rue and struggle ensue
I’ll wake eventually and
know I’m through

(refrain)
I tried to sleep, my eyes were closed,
I’d dreams to keep and oft proposed
but webs are strung and flung far and wide
beneath the pillows it’s there I’ll hide;
a spider’s rue and struggle ensue
I’ll wake eventually and
know I’m through

A spider’s rue,
it’s spinning true
it’s what you knew
all along to do
it’s nothing new
webs construe
struggles ensue
and you
are through.

Alternative, Rock,, Mysterious,, Female Vocals, Harmonized Vocals, Upbeat, Driving, Pulsing, Energetic