Air tight
Is your cage
Hungry
Oh, for days
My lovely one
My lovely one

Silence
Of the slain
You call out
But it’s all in vain
My lovely one
My lovely one

Oh the blithe
Oh and the bain
And you rise like a siren that’s been slain
For you’re still hungry for this roughened gaze
But I am like the dawn light in your way

Oh tell, tell the truth
Was this book
Written for you?
My lovely one
My lovely one
Oh and the cry, and the pain
And you rise like bird, caged
And you’re still hungry for this roughened gaze
But I am like the dawn light in your way

Follow me, follow me, in the mirror, it’s not me
Follow me, follow me, in the mirror, it’s not me
Follow me, follow me, in the mirror, it’s not me