as the sun descends too quickly behind the distant city she will ride under the water she will leave her son and daughter
reduced to lying naked to feed those she holds sacred she is bare of clothes and beauty on disply in her nudity
if someone calls her name out all she ever hears are cars through the window in the bathroom through the broken glass and bars
seeking comfort in the wallet where she placed eighty dollars when the last one has departed she can slide into the darkness
and slowly down the river the current pulls her under and it bathes her in its splendor is unmoved by her surrender
and faint through the water the lights like brittle stars someone called her name out she no longer hears the cars
Compositores: George Andrew Mc Cluskey (Andy Mc Cluskey) (PRS), Stuart Kershaw (Sticks) (PRS)Editores: Blue Noise Ltd, Raw Unltd LtdAdministração: BMG Vm Music Limited (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #16955929 em 12/Abr/2024