The crescent moon sits waxing in the clear, blue sky tonight

Joanna sits relaxing down by the riverside

The cigarette she's smoking, a symbol of her sin

The words they still ain't spoken just a' hanging in the wind

The soul is blackened by desire unprotected

The soul is weakened by love that goes neglected

The soul is drowning in a sea of sweet perfume and

Oh, lest we forget, the soul is human

Oh, lest we forget, the soul is human

What tangled webs we weave from idle speculation

A long, lost friend perceived the depth of her frustration

Beer bottle sweating, she sits peeling off the label

She'll start regretting this as soon as she is able

The soul is blackened...

Oh it's been so long

Since she felt this way

Yeah it's been so long

Since she felt anything

"Just one more minute." She whispers in the moonlight

She's so deep in it, she cannot hold him too tight

The wheels are turning, she can feel them in the distance

With such sad yearning, hard to put up much resistance

The soul is blackened...