Oh well, might as well ask,
you are starving
Meeting the past, you've been calling
Might as well ask,
can you help them?
She was born with
a strange blood
But she asks them to open the box up
The past creeps, keeps coming back
What are you asking?
What are you asking?
Would you like to go away?
Maybe we could sail to
Spain
I heard there was a boy with
flames somewhere
Stayin' me in the pool of light, hangin' from a brilliant night,
droppin' silver petals everywhere
Oh, well, if that boat don't float,
well, they're stocky
Start diggin' holes, maybe pikey,
lookin' for a home
How you askin'?
What are you askin'?
Thank you, my penniless patron, for all you,
all that you gave for the windows, the sparkling
night lights, the silence, all the si lence,
may be we could go away, take a plane, go to
Spain, I heard there was a boy with flames in the way,
stand me in the pool of light,
Hanging from a brilliant knife, dropping silver petals in her hair
Thank