Aldrich in the Rye

Tugging a rhythm to the vision that’s in my head,
Tugging a beat to the sight of you lying,
So delighted with a new understanding,
Something about a little evil that makes that
Unmistakable noise I was hearing,
Unmistakable sound that I know so well,
Spent and sighing with a look in your eye,
Spent and sighing with a look on your face like

Sweet revelation! Sweet surrendering!
Sweet revelation! Sweet…