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Fog hangs low on Dauphine
Gas lamps lean
They watch you breathe
Old bricks sweating stories
You feel eyes in the live
Oak leaves

A laugh in an empty alley
Perfume in the midnight heat
Your name in a stranger's accent
Though no one's on the street

There's blood on Bourbon Street (oh yeah)
And secrets in the cobblestones
Every shadow's got a heartbeat
Every sinner's never quite alone
New Orleans keeps her mysteries
Locked in teeth and velvet sleeves
There's blood on Bourbon Street
And it never lets you leave

Red doors, candlelit windows
Cards turned slow by weathered hands
She smiles, says "Baby, I know you"
Draws your future in the glass and sand
You blink
And the room grows colder
Her eyes go older than the war
She toasts to the ones still thirsty
For the ones that walk no more

There's blood on Bourbon Street (hey, hey)
And secrets in the cobblestones
Every shadow's got a heartbeat
Every sinner's never quite alone
New Orleans keeps her mysteries
Locked in teeth and velvet sleeves
There's blood on Bourbon Street
And it never lets you leave

Do you hear that hymn in the alley?
Choir made of names you don't recall
Do you feel that kiss on your collar?
Nobody there at all

Moonlight stains your white shirt crimson
Though nothing touched your skin
You swear you're just imagining
Then someone bites down on your sin

There's blood on Bourbon Street (woah)
And secrets in the cobblestones
Every shadow's got a heartbeat
Every sinner's never quite alone
New Orleans counts her rosaries
Smoke and teeth and velvet sleeves
There's blood on Bourbon Street
And you're part of what she weaves