From the recording Heater
Lyrics
IN THE CRYPT WITH ELEANORA
© 1997 Michael Hall, Dave Bassett and Walter Salas-Humara
Published by Aznut Music (BMI), Royal Swirly Music (ASCAP), and Lagartija Music, BMI
The earth is cracked but it's stiil growing
The streets are hard and dreamy, dear
It gets dark early here
In the streets of cold Chicago
Locked in step
Forever slow
In the crypt with Eleanora
In the lava just like lovers
In their places like belivers
You will find a steady comfort
Holding thoughts and spending places
While we just get weaker and weaker
In the streets of cold Chicago
Locked in step
Forever slow
In the crypt with Eleanora
In the lava just like lovers
In their places like belivers
Do you love me, no don't tell me
Let me guess, let me wonder
Halfway between nil and never
Do you love me, do you love me, let me wonder
Do you love me, do you love me, let me wonder
In the crypt with Eleanora
In the crypt with Eleanora
Do you love me, do you love me, let me wonder
Do you love me, do you love me, let me wonder
In the crypt with Eleanora
In the lava just like lovers
In their places like believers