Lovely Creature

Nick Cave and the bad seeds

There she stands, this lovely creature


There she stands, there she stands
 With her hair full of ribbons
 And green gloves on her hands
 So I asked this lovely creature
 Yes, I asked. Yes I asked
 Would she walk with me a while
 Through this night so fast
 She took my hand, this lovely creature
 "Yes", she said, "Yes", she said
 "Yes, I'll walk with you a while"
 It was a joyful man she led
 Over hills, this lovely creature
 Over mountains, over ranges
 By great pyramids and sphinxs
 We met drifters and strangers
 Oh the sands, my lovely creature
 And the mad, moaning winds
 At night the deserts writhed
 With diabolical things
 Through the night, through the night
 The wind lashed and it whipped me
 When I got home, my lovely creature
 She was no longer with me
 Somewhere she lies, this lovely creature
 Beneath the slow drifting sands
 With her hair full of ribbons
 And green gloves on her hands