10000 Maniacs - Verdi Cries lyrics

wireless Verdi cries. I'm hearing opera through the door. The souls

of men and women, impassioned all. Their voices climb and fall;

battle trumpets call. I fill the bath and climb inside, singing.

He will not touch their pastry but every day they bring him

more. Gold from the breakfast tray, I steal them all away and then go

and eat them on the shore.

I draw a jackel-headed woman in the sand, sing of a lover's

fate sealed by jealous hate then wash my hand in the sea. With just

three days more I'd have just about learned the entire scire to Aida.

Holidays must end as you know. All is memory taken home with

me: the opera, the stolen tea, the sand drawing, the verging sea, all

years ago