She Came and She Touched Me (Live at the Old Quarter) Townes Van Zandt

[Verse 1]
Well she came and she touched me with hands made of heaven
Reflections sent spinnin' through a face laced in mist
Now I stand where she left me buried deep 'neath her shadow
And the mirror pleads sadly has it all come to this?
And I wonder will she call my name?

[Verse 2]
Well the wind careens madly through wide windows pane-less
Fragrances mingle in a room full of shade
All the peons pick partners and waltz across the ceilings
But the violins whisper that I've been betrayed
Ah tryin' not to look ashamed

[Verse 3]
Well the drunkards drink deeply from cups full of nothingness
Ghost lovers laugh at the games that they play
While the moments do somersaults into eternity
Cling to their coattails and beg them to stay
Ah saying I got nothing to hide

[Verse 4]
Well illusions projected on walls made of Tiffany
Mad minuets to a sad satin song
Harlequin mandolins harmonize helplessly
Hoping that endlessly won't be for long
Praying that their gods ain't died