First night of recording this song ‘Cassandra’ about a girl whose face flickers like firelight on stone walls. She is the young hero girl of the west coast, innocent yet dangerous and possibly immortal. She is elusive yet universal. Some divine child that has been and always will be. Me, I’m just a young man who caught a glimpse.
Like finding a river after walking through hills of sand,
I saw this girl, and reached out to grab her hand.
When you stood surrounded by city shadow, how many knew your name?
You dancing child, city ghost, dancing in the dark like a sacred flame?
I’m just a traveller, once saw a land where angels used to reside.
Might have just been a dream, I know, but tonight I see the light in your eyes.
So take my hand, won’t you, be my baby?
Let me protect you from the light, you might just save me.
We’ll go out tonight, beneath the stars and across the desert
Come the rising day, all shall know your name, Sweet Cassandra.
Motorcycle eyes. Auburn hair. Skin so white, a neck so bare.
You cold, baby girl? I’ll give you my jacket to wear.
When you ride with me to the cliffs on the sea, and you look me deep inside,
Show me those secrets that whisper amongst the moonlight tide.
We’ll lie here together, each an earth child, with your eyes greater than the sun.
When you’re close to me, when I hear you breathe, I could live forever on the run.
So take my hand, won’t you, be my baby?
Let me protect you from the light, you might just save me.
We’ll go out tonight, beneath the stars and across the desert
Come the rising day, all shall know your name, Sweet Cassandra.
Baby should the time come soon, when across the eastern dune,
Our night is broken by that screaming streak of blue;
Should the air grow warm and the tide subside, should night fade from the sky,
Know, baby girl, I shall remain by your side.
No, things may not last forever. I cherish your every breath.
A child like you conquers life and bows in the shadow of death.
So embrace the night. I won’t forget you baby.
You were mine tonight, and so you saved me.
We’ll go out tonight, beneath the stars and across the desert.
Come the rising day, all shall know your name, Sweet Cassandra.
Ren Michael 