Digital Tradition Mirror


The Vampire
(Buffy Sainte-Marie, 1969)

 Shall I tell you of the night
 It was long ago
 Late November and the snow
 just about to fall

 and the moon was big and bright
 cold and sharp and clear
 and the air was biting

 Softly, swiftly down the road -
 never mad a sound-
 someone came from far away

 As I looked into his eyes
 no reflections came
 and I gave him bedding

 Oh my little rosary
 how I miss you so
 Never used you very well
 now I never will.

 I am farther from you now
 than the two ends of Eternity
Now I do his bidding.


Thanks to Mudcat for the Digital Tradition!

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