I think you'd say it's choice again
beauty in a feather sling and where
do all the guilty go
In two weeks time there won't be you
you're so warm and temporary, where
will all this comfort go
away
sway away, away

This chaos feels so natural
tell me that it's wrong again, I swear
it's more than you will know
Sweet scent of my secret life
beaming sculpture, streams of light, I swear
my touch has never known
save
red silk nights, save

Break the back of cigarettes
smoke like kisses up your neck and tear
the words from me once more
I have no will to close the door
I won't resign to her commands, don't tear
this safety for a sore
name
rains my mind, today