She Came & She Touched Me Lyrics - Our Mother The Mountain - Townes Van Zandt

By townes van zandt 

She came and she touched me 

With hands made of heaven 

Reflections sent spinnin' 

Through a face laced in mist 

Now I stand where she left me 

Buried deep 'neath her shadow 

And the mirror plead sadly 

Does it all come to this 

And I wonder: will she call my name? 

The wind careens madly 

Through wide windows paneless 

Fragrancies mingle 

In a room full of shade 

The peons pick partners 

And waltz cross the ceilings 

But the violins whisper 

That I've been betrayed 

Tryin not to look ashamed 

The drunkards drink deeply 

From cups full of nothingness 

Ghost lovers laugh 

At the games that they play 

The moments do somersaults 

Into eternity 

Cling to their coattails 

And beg them to stay 

Saying I got nothing to hide 

Illusions projected 

On walls made of tiffany 

Mad men you adds to 

A sad satin song 

A harlequin mandolins 

Harmonize helplessly 

Hoping that endlessly 

Won't last for long 

Praying that their God ain't dying 

Then I turn and I see her 

In a dress made of moonlight 

Teardrops like diamonds 

Run slow down her face 

Her arms surround me 

Like chains made of velvet 

And the demons fall faithfully 

Into their place 

And the rivers run with jewels 

Now the morning lies open 

The night went quite quickly 

Memory harmlessly 

Fractures and fades 

All the poets do push-ups 

On carpets of rubber foam 

Loudly they laugh 

At some joke that's been made 

And the wise men speak like fools