Lyrics

A Banker's Taste

Words & Music by Ellis Glover

Oh those bells in measured time
how they rang what once was mine.
As I stood atop that hill,
when they chimed, I froze stock-still.

O my love Im in pain,
O my love whats to gain
By marrying a man for his pretty face
Or marrying a man because his daddys
got a bankers taste.

I recall that you had feared
solitude, till blood was smeared.
Fingers slit in naked grace,
touched to lips, kissed to face.

O my love, each is other,
Please dont hurt your blood brother
By shackling your flesh to his golden locks,
Or resting your soul in his daddys
silk-lined safety box.

Now, hes gained what I have lost,
a shell adorned at spirits cost.
My veins bleed, though skins contained,
to pulse word my heart is slain.
O my love, Im in pain...