The old churchyard is where I faded
She watched me while I fell unaided
And in my time
When God's army came and got me
I could not find my honeycomb

Cherry-brown lips of maple
Olive creams her eyes and face were
And in that town
Where I walk as a deserter
I could not find my honeycomb

Dance for God, dance for mating
The ritual of her figure-eighting
And in my mind
As I fly above the churchyard
I could not find my honeycomb
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Honeycomb Lyrics

Frank Black – Honeycomb Lyrics

Songwriters: BOB MERRILL
Honeycomb lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., MUSIC & MEDIA INT'L, INC.

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