Black Candles by Crooked Fingers Lyrics

Fill my days up from the bottom
Climb to the top and watch the whole thing go
Tumbling down from the mountain
Onto a sleepy tourist town below

She comes to me a ghost on the water
Sifting the border through the digger bee holes
On the screams of La Llorona
Howling and moaning in the dead moon glow
I had a dream I stole away
Into the light and then the light just faded
I have a dream I never follow
Black candles burning in the kerosene rain