Marchin' On
Lyrics
She kills the empty clock, she kills the empty clock
She haunts you where you're not, she haunts you where you're not
She screams the ailing arks are spirals full of shock
She stabs the empty clock, she stabs the empty clock
And bowing down they're as a violet rose
Yet swingin' alarm you come body and soul
September's dear dread is her evening's code
'Cause if you're still my witness
Body and soul
'Cause if you're still my sickness
Body and soul
Oh, sweet blush of orchid
Body and soul
Oh baby, I'm still your witness
Body and soul
Marchin' on, we've gone penny-mad
And marchin' on, we become the sad
Mind for soul, but a body for us
We're body and soul
She stabs the empty clock
She haunts them where they're not
She screams your ailing arks are spirals full of shock
She stabs them where they're not
As body slays soul
'Cause if you're still my witness
Body and soul
'Cause if you're still my sickness
Body and soul
Oh, sweet blush of orchid
Body and soul
Oh baby, I'm still your witness
Body and soul
Writer(s): William Corgan
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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