Tarantula

These are recording, recording, recording Down in the shadows of your deepest secrets I sleep next to the precepts you hold most dear Your heart is in my province hour upon hour I shiver when you feel the cold Everything you say I hear Like a bomb and it's fuse We bring bright light But I could be a Devil to you I could bite like a Tarantula Right through the skin And leave my poison dream Deliciously unsuspecting Protecting you from all harm Except perhaps from reasons From reasons