Kris Kristofferson Follow

Silver was a rounder with a wicked reputation

Music was his magic and his madness rolled in one

It's said he charmed the fairest hearts of this world's fairest maidens

Quick as silver mercury and slippery as a song

Winding like a river through a thirsty world of strangers

Carving out a legend in a dream-forsaken land

Silver took his pleasures just as freely as he gave them

'Cause hungry eyes weren't quick enough for Silver's flashing hands

Then once upon escaping from the world of silk and shadows

Sudden growin' sicker of the secrets and the shame

He stumbled onto something real that beckoned like a candle

And never lookin' backwards, he surrendered to the flame

Chorus:

Because Hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness

Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below

Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness

Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul

Silver moved instinctively within her soft defenses

Soon unfolding mysteries he'd never seen before

And wakening an ancient need, she slipped inside his senses

And Silver took it easy as the closing of a door

Then soon he touched the secret fears she'd hidden with her sorrows

Darker than her raven hair and deeper than her eyes

And dared to try to lead her to the sunlight from her shadows

Following the line between her laughter and her lies

But Silver left his magic with the legend he'd abandoned

Love had stripped him naked of illusion and it's charms

Then one long night her changing mind took kindly to a stranger

And morning found her moving in the golden stranger's arms

Chorus:

Because Hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness

Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below

Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness

Sacred as the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul

Silver stared in silence at the tangled scene before him

Time was burning frozen in the oceans of his eyes

And sadly turning backwards to the world that he'd forsaken

He donned the shining mantle of deception and disguise

Slowly, with the patience born of silent desperation

Silver worked his way into the darkness of her mind

Weaving through her conscience like a chance she might have taken

Sadder than the shadows of the love she'll never find

And Silver's spell was stronger than the softly smiling stranger

Whose star was burning smaller in the naked light of day

And Silver took her hand again, a wiser man, but sadder

Ready for the stranger who would steal her love away

Chorus:

Because Hunger, is the surface, of a darkened pool of sadness

Silver pale reflection of a deeper need below

Mystery and magic are the holy forms of madness

Sworn to free the ecstasy that slumbers in your soul