She has always been dead-right.
She hangs on for the ride.
She has caused protection.
(Hoping against hope I am crying to your arms)
...
You try, it's called Earth
It's a grass green place
You fail, it's called Life
And it's a race
...
I wonder if we'll find each other at the 100th story of the cylinder
And play through the glass walls.
'Kayla's laugh is so distinctive.'
...
Sepia, heart, Wild Honey and cameos the color of Window In The Skies. Someday they're going to find us; they're going to find you singing, and they're going to wonder. Why did you pick up the street-rose, mylove?)
Greytone
I'll find you in the grey
And smooth the wrinkles
Of love we put away
And when my tears have made me blind
Then I will come to where you hide
Not rocking gently, just standing still
Without the icy touch of chill
I'll find you in the grey
And smooth the wrinkles
Of love we put away
And when the hours of ash and sand
Have left the outline of your hand
It's only dust, no diamond eyes
No breath to stop my breathing cries
I'll find you in the grey
And smooth the creases
Of love we put away
And when your hair is stone
I'll find you alone
In the greytone