Findlay Napier
Young Goths in the Necropolis
[Verse 1]
Up there in the graveyard
Where all the weirdos go
I saw you makin' footprints
In the freshly sprinkled snow
You trampled out a pentagram
Arms wrapped about your chest
Through the spires to the islands
You stared out to the west
[Verse 2]
Up there in the graveyard
The city of the dead
You were lady mayor
And I did everything you said
You summoned all the demons
But none of them appeared
Snow melted in the afternoon
The magic disappeared
[Chorus]
A genius of memory
We walked among the stones
I felt your fingers touchin' mine
I felt safe and free
[Verse 3]
When he wasn’t talkin' with the birds
Or ringin' on his bell
St Mungo fished for salmon
At the bottom of this hill
Here in the Necropolis
John Knox disapproves
Of all your shouting and your pacing
And your god with horns and hooves
[Verse 4]
We waited on the bridge of sighs
For you to check your phone
Your mother came to pick you up
Then she drove you home
I walked up past the gravestones
Looked out to the west
And I listened to the hoodie crows
And wondered what comes next
[Chorus]
A genius of memory
We walked among the stones
I felt your fingers touchin' mine
I felt safe and free
A genius of memory
We walked among the stones
I felt your fingers touchin' mine
I felt safe and free