Plain girls decry
the white queens of night
slip their hearts to the wind

Redolence swept
out to the sea
the lovestricken sink and sleep

Grail overflows
mantled with rose
her frigid grace takes your place

Death sips the night
in dead lipped delight
drunk on the tasteless trace

Bliss on the fair
gathering air
It's not the end

Pale hearted pluse
thundering low
slumbering fulsome and ripe

Bursts from her wrists
slender, unkissed
snow drifts in virgin white

A kiss on the hem
It's not the end
It's not the end

into throws
ankles twist
in the tide's winding flight
windblown smiles
bite their lips

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Hush, Plain Girls song meanings
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