My Joy Songtext / Lyric

I was biting the hand that had fed me

I was lying and you believed me

I was crying to you that my heart had been broken

You were dancing like Christopher Walken

My Joy my accomplice my friend

We're getting to the day when your days end

You were born in the winter and the river was frozen

You will die in December in a bed you've not chosen

Out in the woods where the Black Bird is your game

You were hiding from me and I was calling your name



You were a hunter chasing a crow

I was your brother lost in the snow



My Joy my accomplice my friend

We're getting to the day when your days end

You were born in the winter and the river was frozen

You will die in December in a bed you've not chosen