Album: Marchin' Already
When she blows the candle flame to smoke
She says a prayer for all of those who live in houses and in homes
And Monday she'll go down town and standing naked in the road
You may know what I am but who I am you don't know
She'll run across the mustard dust sand
And scream down the wind
And the sea is in a cold
Like when in holiday homes
And houses like sweets confectionary
Sandcastles and drinking wine
Hungry dinners perfectly timed
And mother and father glowing and young
Happy to be eachother together
When she blows the candle out
She goes to bed and lies and drags in through her head
The way that went the way of everyday
But tommorrow she'll fly a plane
Over the fields where the houses arn't built yet
She Smiled Sweetly across the room
Through the lunch time smoke
And I loved her for a second
And discarded the queen and I know
How sweetness turns to sour
And leaves they turn to brown
And then to earth and dust
And settle in this town
You get blown away
When she blows the candle flame to smoke
She says a prayer for all of those who live in houses and in homes
And Monday she'll go down town and standing naked in the road
You may know what I am but who I am you don't know
She'll run across the mustard dust sand
And scream down the wind
And the sea is in a cold
Like when in holiday homes
And houses like sweets confectionary
Sandcastles and drinking wine
Hungry dinners perfectly timed
She smiled sweetly across the lunch time smoke
And I loved her for a second
And discarded the queen and I know
When men are little boys again
And woman cruel step mothers of old
And this is the invention
The adeventure of my own
I get blown away...