Şarkı sözleri : Foreign Elfest. Blue Dirt / Red Carpet. Art Malleable.

Dress me in tight clothes
So next to you I will be of adequate pose
Make my lips glow by the pencil
As if they shined like yours
How boys watch their women
Become their nurses
Put me in a different light
"Turn your chin towards my eyes"
You said, and I followed
'Till you finished viewing me
Perfect as a malleable man
What those compliments have done to me
I'm your art piece
And how your hands are that
Of one of those great artists
Like trained ballerinas
You are my hands
And I am your heart
They'd say
"We bond in movement like figures on ice
Slip quick as feathers dropped from high"
Your kisses reminisced feasts of cigarettes
And all that short-skirted innocence
But winds make girls spin
And when spun dresses lift
From inverted skirts
Hang twirled girls? necks
My walls dimmed
As the light on them swam like droplets
Towards a larger body of water, towards you
Standing in the doorway
Holding our bags of groceries
Within every minute lapse
Between that comfortable laugh
Is the fear of a joke
That embryos of a hoax
Grown in the walls
Of this flattering womb room
Boast less than a laugh
At her graphite photograph, of you
We wore glasses rimmed white
Tinted like night
Clearly murky and made to hide
Us from the world, or the world from us
There really is nothing else
All will always see all from merely oneself
I took your glasses off
Worlds are better small
Colors made love to our virgin eyes
And ever since I've retained the sense
Delivered on your white rimmed pupils
Pretty, you saw me pretty
Now I am pretty

(Thanks to Kate for these lyrics)