You left your mark
Tear the flesh and fill my head
with images of wilting roses...
I'm sorry she left you.
Don't cry, you look like you might
need somebody to hurt right now.
I hope you find your light.
Find your way, fade into darkness with silver,
a line of blue...
A single drop of red on your fingertip
and death on your face.
Take it down, that bleach-blonde
frames your face like sunlight never could.
Gentle, gentle, I saw the look
in those pale blue eyes
like ice
You left your mark.
Shadow Ocean
1997
Tear the flesh and fill my head
with images of wilting roses...
I'm sorry she left you.
Don't cry, you look like you might
need somebody to hurt right now.
I hope you find your light.
Find your way, fade into darkness with silver,
a line of blue...
A single drop of red on your fingertip
and death on your face.
Take it down, that bleach-blonde
frames your face like sunlight never could.
Gentle, gentle, I saw the look
in those pale blue eyes
like ice
You left your mark.
Shadow Ocean
1997
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