Intense silence
As she walked in the room
Her black robes trailing
Sister of the moon
Black widow spider makes
More sound than she
And black moons in those eyes of hers
Made more sense to me
Heavy persuasion
Hard to breathe
She was dark at the top of the stairs
And she called to me
And so I followed
As friends often do
I cared not for love nor money
I think she knew
And the people, they adore her
Were always the most cruel
She asked me,
“Be my sister, sister of the moon…”
So we make our choices
When there is no choice
We listen to their voices
Ignoring our own voice
And the people how they love her
They keep filling up her room
But the knowledge stands between us
Sisters of the moon
Sister… sister… mmm…
Some call me sister of the moon
Some say illusions are my game
They like to wrap me in velvet robes of gloom
Does anyone know my name?
Intense silence
As she walked in the room
Her black robes were trailing
Sister of the moon
And black widow spider makes
More sound than she
And black moons in those eyes of hers
Made more sense to me
Heavy persuasion
It was hard to breathe
She was dark at the top of the stairs
She called… she called… to me…
~`*`~`*`~
~ early Stevie piano demo
~ full version released on Tusk in 1979 and as a single in May 1980.
