She's got a bloodshot soul, she lives out in the suburbs somewhere
She cries herself to sleep to drown the sound of time unravelling
She's in love with a ghost, some geeky cyberspace messiah
She wears her hair in braids
She watches dusk descend on churchyards
She scribbles stuff about dreams, moonbeams and neon
It's a crimson razorblade dawn and time sings tunes in the fire

When she was a girl, she liked to watch the stars come out
Standing still as a cenotaph, watching the stars come out
She'd ride her bike home in the dark, the night smelled of the ditches

It's the way of the world


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