Из альбома: Beauty & Crime
I will take up all your tears
Salty tissues through the years
Spread them in the sun to dry
Diamonds from each time you cry
I will treasure all your teeth
Your laughter and the pearls beneath
Keep them in a cardboard box
Through the tickings and the tocks
I will gather all your hair
Floating in the sultry air
We will make a braid of gold
For you to keep when you are old
Now I kiss your milky skin
Sheet of silk and soul within
Put this kiss upon your brow
Treasure you as you are now