A Visit From The Dead /Conspiracy '1989( почему в наше время такого нет?)
It must be summer, the sky is clear The garden is so beautiful All the flowers and all the trees Make me feel like they're inside of me
I'm holding my sister's hand While we're playing in the sand It's all but a dream
My bed is moving, I cannot see a thing I am in total darkness, someone is calling I can feel the chill, it's all around me I know it's not a dream, no, no, no!
Someone is in my room Standing at the end of my bed
Must be a visit from the dead Must be a visit from the dead
Now I see her figure, it's just a little child And there is no reflection, she's in the mirror Could it really be? Has she returned? My little sister...
"King, beware! Something bad is coming your way King, beware!"
Must be a visit from the dead Must be a visit from the dead
Missy, will you tell me? You know, we don't have no secrets
"Just beware!"
Must be a visit from the dead Must be a visit from the dead
You've to to tell me, Missy Come on now! Spit it out, girl!