Shiny jewels and diamond slippers.
Pretty flowers and caged birds.
Turn our lights out. Lets say goodnight.
Fallen winds. Stirred souls.
Faithless paranoia.
And I play my strings so my
Hands, they bleed.
Turn our lights out. Lets say goodnight.
Tripped dolls and lovely lies.
Strangers smile and you cry.
These skies, they will murder.
And feathers are all gone.
Turn our lights out. Lets say goodnight.
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Image: Ornate, Digital Output 2008
