its colder where i lay
the ebony clouds unite
to bring the bleak symphony
of little wings crying
my heart bends backwards
to meet you at the place
they break at the end
the girl is dead
no other news today
decease and touch
blow up and follow
high heel soul flies
walking down or up the star
porcelain cracks
along the chiseled face
of a misguided moon
no living where i fall
memory of disfigured sketches
legs of plastic embrace
sew the door shut
keep out the smile of witchery
trick me again
my eyes are velvet
the ebony clouds unite
to bring the bleak symphony
of little wings crying
my heart bends backwards
to meet you at the place
they break at the end
the girl is dead
no other news today
decease and touch
blow up and follow
high heel soul flies
walking down or up the star
porcelain cracks
along the chiseled face
of a misguided moon
no living where i fall
memory of disfigured sketches
legs of plastic embrace
sew the door shut
keep out the smile of witchery
trick me again
my eyes are velvet
