The crescent moon sits waxing in the clear, blue sky tonight   Joanna sits relaxing down by the riverside    The cigarette she's smoking, a symbol of her sin    The words they still ain't spoken just a' hanging in the wind       The soul is blackened by desire unprotected    The soul is weakened by love that goes neglected    The soul is drowning in a sea of sweet perfume and    Oh, lest we forget, the soul is human    Oh, lest we forget, the soul is human       What tangled webs we weave from idle speculation    A long, lost friend perceived the depth of her frustration    Beer bottle sweating, she sits peeling off the label    She'll start regretting this as soon as she is able       The soul is blackened...       Oh it's been so long    Since she felt this way    Yeah it's been so long    Since she felt anything       "Just one more minute." She whispers in the moonlight    She's so deep in it, she cannot hold him too tight    The wheels are turning, she can feel them in the distance    With such sad yearning, hard to put up much resistance    The soul is blackened...