Lonesome Wyatt & The Holy Spooks The Ballerina's Twirl
The river was full as i rode into town
A ballerina danced from a hole in the ground
And all of the secrets? children waved
As they saw the knife and they saw the blade
And all of the gloomy children smiled
For she was the mother of sorrow
Oooooohhhh
I knocked on the door of the wooden hotel
An eyeless young man answered my call
And all of the neighbors stared and growned
Cause they saw my hope
And they saw my gold
And all of the ballerinas twirled
For they are the mothers of sorrow
Ooooohh
I was shown to my room on the 18th floor
And a ballerina danced from a hole in the wall
Sorrow
The eyeless young man locked me in my room
As he built a ballerina from my hope and gold
And all of the eyeless children smiled
Because they saw her dancing into my mind
And all of the ballerinas twirlled
Because they were not the only ones hypnotized
